Full hands Full heart

I gave hugs and kisses to comfort painful ear cries shortly after midnight.

I slept through my workout alarm.

Coffee was consumed.

I vacuumed and swept floors before 8:00 this morning.

Toilets and sinks were cleaned.

Laundry was in the washing machine.

Chicken was thrown into the slow cooker for dinner.

My kids made huge messes this morning.

I drank coffee and planned activities with friends. 

We made a trip to the doctors office for a confirmed ear infection. 

We bought lunch on the fly at the grocery store.

We waited over an hour and a half for our antibiotics at the pharmacy. 

My kids ate squeezeable chocolate yogurt tubes, fruit & veggie squeeze packs, cereal bars & gold fish for lunch. 

(Not the finest lunch I've fed them...)

We wasted time at the playground.

I screamed at the top of my lungs at a child running farther and farther away from me after a balloon and towards the road.

We cuddled.

We read stories.

They napped. 

I cleaned the house again.

And you know what? I wouldn't trade this day for anything. Nothing. This is what it's about. These crazy days are what being a mom is all about. Despite all of these trials, I love it. 

And it forces me to rely on God more and more. He will see me through this. He has a purpose for all of this. He loves me and my children no matter what he brings our way or puts us through.

My hands may be quite full at times, but my heart is also full. It's overflowing. Days like today remind me of the overflowing love. 

And I'll do it again tomorrow.