awakened

I woke up this morning with my little Simon. As I sat there feeding him, I was overwhelmed. The boys were already playing upstairs. Raelynn started fussing through the monitor. I have been trying really hard to get a shower in before the day begins (otherwise I don't get one until 2ish). I just wanted a shower before I had to face the chaos. My tank is empty. I mean, I feel like I have nothing left to give when my dear husband gets home. One more hug is just difficult after I've been climbed on, patted, yanked on, hugged, and talked to over a thousand times earlier. My love language is definitely not touch, so to be touched all day is difficult!

I sat there wondering how in the world God thought 4 kids was a good idea for me. Then, it hit me as I was asking God why He gave me 4. I've been so caught up in my kids and moving, that I've spent far less time reading and praying. I even stopped going to Bible study. No wonder my tank is completely empty. When I get all of them to sleep for naps, I'm so exhausted. I grab some lunch, pay some bills, turn on the tv for a little white noise...I should be spending that time filling up with some good reading and praying.

I put some worship music on, and decided the day will be fine. It's been chaos. It's been loud. I've corrected a lot of bad attitudes going on, broken up a bunch of fights between my kiddos (yes, they all 3 fight)....And it's not even 10:30. I'm looking forward to nap time for some quiet time with God. I'm really looking forward to it.