What a week this has been. Back to school is exhilarating and exhausting! Carys has been a bundle of emotions. And last night after tucking her into bed, I couldn't wait to go to sleep myself. Once I got the older boys to bed, I practically raced to my bed and leaped in- so delighted to be finally able to rest.
About an hour later however, my seven year old called out. He was having a nightmare and needed me. Thus ended my night of sleep. It wasn't until sometime close to 3 am that I was able to crawl back into my bed and even then sleep evaded me, my brain was overtired, overstressed and overwhelmed.
Morning came, and with it all the rush and stress of the routine to get the kids out the door. Jonah came out of his room a little after the others were off. Still sleepy from his rough night, he smiled at me, put his arms up and wrapped them tight around my waist. Then he looked at me and said "Thanks for watching over me last night Mommy."
I couldn't respond. The lump in my throat was so big. At times, this being a mom thing, on call 24/7 is just so hard. But then there are these precious times where our children bless us with their heart and words. This was one of those times.
I hugged him tighter and whispered a prayer of blessing over him.
Then thanked my heavenly Father for always watching over me and giving me the grace and strength to make it through the days He has given me.
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