Thank you for your kind wishes. I was thoroughly spoiled with chocolate, books, flowers and WOW, joining Facebook may be worth it just to feel like the coolest kid on the block on your birthday.
Weeks ago I registered for an Adobe Lightroom class at a local photography store. In one splendid session(yesterday 4-7) I would transform my messy, slow photo editing system into sleek efficient perfection. I knew it would be a feat– evenings rival only mornings for busyness in a momma’s day– but I had Ben and Erik watching my back.
Predictably, the day spun out of control. Violin lesson, scripture group, an unexpected visitor and 2 p.m. asthma check-ups that stretched well into the 3 o’clock hour. At 3:57 my mommy instincts requested one more test for Stefan– and proved that he needed new medications. After a quick call, Ben agreed to meet me at a gas station so I could race straight to my class.
Filling the tank and peeling a candy wrapper from the floormat, I gave Ben the rundown: take Stefan to the eye-doctor- dad will meet him there, drop Hans at basketball, can you take these packages to the post office?, Mary needs a snack and don’t forget Gabe’s homework. “Uh huh, yeah. Got it covered mom, now go before you miss the whole thing!”
I scanned the car, “Is everyone going to be OK?” The corners of Gabe’s smile drooped, Mary’s eyes widened, and though the older kids assured me all was well I knew we were at the tipping point.
“I just filled your car with gas Ben. You can go home.”
And so I drove thither and yon, here and there and home again to make dinner, finish homework, create birthday party invitations(yes, another birthday at my house), switch loads of laundry, play a few games of Uno and still leave plenty of work for today.
And somehow, it was much sweeter– for all of us– because I’d made the choice.