You will have to excuse my absence, life has been crazy here this week. Crazy with a capital C. The packers will be here in 10 days  and we begin our cross country move in two weeks. You throw that on top of Christmas activities, preparing my schedule to homeschool  and just enough toddler-isms to make me a tad crazy and you've had my week. On Tuesday my little guy climbed up on top of our table while we were making Christmas ornaments and knocked his cup of hot chocolate off the table, sending glass shattering and hot chocolate all over my already messy kitchen. Wednesday was extra special. After a rather intense crying episode because he couldn't find a lego sword that he HAD to have, he took one step up my book shelf and sent all my pretty willow tree figurines crashing to the floor.  We lost legs and even a head, but have no fear, my son came out unscratched.  On days like these, I don't know if I should just laugh or cry. Well, on this particularly day I chose option 3. You mama's know which one this one is... I lost my cool.  I fussed at my kids, I even fussed at my poor husband who arrived on the scene shortly after the decapitation of my beloved willow tree. In my attempt to have this nice evening, it all went wrong and I ended up making it worse by fussing at everyone. I won't even go into the fact that the dinner I spend 1 1/2 hours on turned out not so awesome and made my husband sick.   So, as I poured myself into bed last night I was thankful that the day was over and for grace. I was gonna need a little extra of that.

I think us moms put way too much pressure on ourselves. We want everything to be perfect, we want things to go our way and we put way too much on our plate. We forget that the reality of life is messy. I don't have the magic answer here. I don't think there is an answer other than that we aren't alone on this journey of motherhood. Even if our messy lives, God cares for us. I have found comfort in 1 Peter 5:6-7 this week. It says, "Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that he may exalt you in due time, casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you." Sometimes I could stand to be more humble and admit that I'm a mess in need of a Savior. On days were I fuss at my kids, make a not so fabulous meal and can't get my day under control, I need that extra dose of grace. I need to know that no matter how messy I get I have a father in heaven who cares for me and cares about my struggles. So moms, don't be discouraged. Take some time today to hop off the crazy train and find comfort in the arms of our heavenly father. He knows our worries,  stresses and desperate need of chocolate to survive the messy times that motherhood often brings. Lets hand over our cares to Him because He cares for us. Lets face it, sometimes that's all we need.. to know that someone truly cares and is listening. So today, speak, He will listen. Be blessed today mamas and wish me luck. Today I have to declutter toy boxes. Someone send over the chocolate, I may need it!