Tired

I think we’re all tired, if you are human and you’re over the age of 25 chances are you’re most likely tired. Today I’m tired of the heat, tired of flies, Ramadan , cooking! waiting, tired of problems, one after another. And tired from not sleeping! But mostly tired of letting it all get to me! Letting it all stress me out because I think I need to live up to an expectation.

I’m in a bad mood because I have so much to do in order to care for three little miracles. Wait, what? Did you catch that? yes, miracles! How often do I stop and enjoy these miracles? How often do I just hold them and talk to them. Last night I sat on Judson’s bed and we talked about alligators and ants ice cream. (mint chocolate chip) The look on his face was priceless! How often do I make cookies with them and not get stressed out about them eating all the dough and getting flour into every nook and cranny of my kitchen? I have millions of pictures of fun places and memories but I stress about how few are in actual books. When really there is plenty of time for that! My time is for enjoying them now.
I stress out because my baby girl wants to be held and I have laundry to do, a kitchen to clean, etc…
My mind is always on the list what’s done or not done. How often do I think about the fun memories we’re currently making, other than to guilt myself into feeling like I failed yet again. It’s time to start being proud of myself with the list not getting all done because I played outside in the tent with my kids instead. Because I snuggled a little longer with my almost no longer newborn baby!! Or just sat and listened to the laughter of my children having a blast with just a cardboard box! Life is too short to dream about our escape from reality, there is so much goodness in the midst of our reality. It’s time to start being grateful and enjoying the many gifts we overlook by dwelling on the problems in life. We’ll always have those. We’ll never have these sweet moments back.