Travel team

Occasionally Chad has to travel for work.  When he is gone one night we manage easily.  Two nights aren't a big deal.  Three plus......sigh.

When he travels I am reminded that single moms do this every day.  I am reminded that military wives do this every single day while worrying about their husbands fight for my freedom.  I am reminded that young widows do this every day while they walk through the life they never planned.

I can do this....even for four nights...I am strong enough to do this.  Strong enough even when my baby is sick.  Strong enough even when I have to work late.

Homework might be a little slack this week but the Valentine's Day cards are finished and packed.  The kids had a healthy dinner.  They are clean.  Best of all, they are asleep in their beds.

I have survived three nights of ball practice with three boys and sort-of survived a trip to Target.  We made it out alive and we came home with everything we needed...and mouthwash, to prevent a meltdown.

I have managed laundry and vacuuming.  Payton did suggest that we need to hire someone to clean our house....I agree, but concerned that my six year old is pointing out my flaws.  The dust and dirt will be there long after these sweet babies are all grown up!  I choose family time over cleaning time all the time!

I'm blessed to have a job that worked with me while my baby was sick and blessed to have a family who has helped out.

Thankful for the simple reminders that someone always has it worse.  Thankful that a change in routine makes me even more grateful for my wonderful husband who truly keeps this crazy family going on a daily basis.  I tell everyone that he is a much better mom than me!  Single handedly getting three sweet boys to bed....with three sweet hugs, kisses and snuggles really isn't all that bad after all.

Cherish every moment....even the moments that make you raise your voice and pull your hair out.