Thursday, May 20, 2010

Some Things to Remember

Last night as I lay in bed waiting for sleep to hit me I began to think. In case you don't know this already, thinking is always a bad idea at bedtime. Lefou was right, it is a dangerous pastime.

I thought about the dishes in the sink (even though I'd just cleaned the kitchen and there were only a few in there that I couldn't fit in the dishwasher).
I thought about the pile of laundry in our room that needs to be folded and put away, and the laundry that has accumulated since I last washed.
I thought about the bathtub that is growing a fine film of soap scum.
I thought about the dining room chairs I bought fabric to recover.
I thought about the patio furniture I want to paint.
I thought about decluttering the coffee table, swiffering and vacuuming all the floors, putting the pantry food sitting on the dining table actually into the pantry, and making the guest bed.


I thought about how my house used to be clean all the time.
I thought about the time I had to sew, bake for fun, and do house projects for my own leisure.
I thought about when I could plan out elaborate, tasty meals, just to surprise Tom with something a little bit extra special.
I thought about how I used to be able to wear a bikini without kids asking, "Mommy, why does that lady have stripes on her belly?" (This has never happened, perhaps because I won't wear bikinis in public, but in my illegitimate fears, it does.)

Of course I kept my husband up telling him all this because that's part of his job, listening to my insane late-night ramblings. And he (essentially) said, "You are a wonderful woman. You are beautiful, smart, witty, funny, and a little crazy." (I said, "essentially.") "You are a wonderful mom and Adam loves you so much. I love you more than I could ever say." (That's pretty much verbatim *blush*.)

Which calmed me down enough to fall asleep. But when I woke up this morning and walked around our quiet house I was reminded of all the things I worried over last night. And then I
saw my note.

Tom wrote me a note a couple weeks ago with Proverbs 31:28, 29

"Her children arise and call her blessed;
Her husband also, and he praises her:
'Many women do noble things,
But you surpass them all.'"

I remembered him, and how he, an excellent man, loves me and suddenly the dishes and the laundry were forgotten. Then I saw some of Adam's baby pictures and how our little guy has grown so happily and healthily:

and the stretch marks and lack of free time weren't so important anymore. I put my feet up on the couch and spent a couple quiet hours thinking about my wonderful family, that has grown on a strong Foundation.

Thank God for the Foundation.

Thank God for tankinis.

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