Moms, you know what I'm talking about. It all started in the middle of the night when I awakened suddenly to hear a sad voice.
"Mama? I need you."
My whole body protested as I dragged my feet over the side of the bed and stumbled into my little Selena who was waiting for me with outstretched hand. She led me into her room. To make a long story short, the CD player in the girl's room had just stopped working.
After I had dragged the monstrosity of a stereo from the guest room into the girl's room, dropping it on my big toe in the process, classical music was again softly playing. After planting kisses on the two princesses, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Back in bed, my eyes were wide awake as I mentally planned the day ahead, thought about the day gone by, and wished I were sleeping as soundly as E.
Morning came too soon. The girls were up at the crack of dawn.
It was a day full of spills and messes.
Spilled coffee, orange juice, apple juice ... name it, it spilled!
Many prayers were whispered from this mama's lips. "Please Lord, help. I need You. My hip is hurting, I'm feeling irritable, and I need grace to fall from my lips today."
You know what?
We had an absolutely wonderful grocery shopping trip. The girls were happy, and cheered others around them. We were eating lunch, and E showed up totally unexpectedly to pick up something he had left at home. The girls got to have some fun, and I got some extra needed hugs and encouragement. After E went back to work, all three of us got to nap.
Blessings upon blessings. All little things that meant so much to a weary mom.
How wonderful that He is there when we say, I need You, Lord.