A Rice Crispie Day

A Rice Crispie Day:

The day started out like it always does, with one daughter booming down the steps, bright and early, 6 am. (When I had just settled down, after another restless night of sleep.) ' Morning Mom! "Morning, Kid I sleepily groaned." See ya later, love ya."
"Yep, love you too." she called. Ah back to sleep for an hour.

"Hey, Mom can you sign this slip, it has to be in today.." It could have been,... me signing my life savings away. Well, I guess they won't get much a few coins, a couple of sewing machines and a bunch of dust bunnies, hiding under the sofa.

Then I finally relax and start to get a good dream going on...."THUNK" bLAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! I charge out of bed, crash my foot into the towel closet in the hall and rush into the nursery to see my one year old laying on the floor. Two year old says "baby out, mom", as he himself is sitting in his brother's crib.

So that's how he's been getting out. You pushed him over the top. "baby out."

After a while, I had the boys at the table, strapped in ready for breakfast. I thought, "Well I 'd better go weigh my self, before I start the day." It's looking good, I have lost 52 pounds since the "little guy" was born. Yahoo.

Phone rings. Hello I say and hear a familiar voice. We talk briefly, because I hear screeching down stairs. I run full tilt down the steps and gasp in horror, as my eyes beheld what my two year old had just accomplished. He took the "Family size" box of Rice Crispies and proceeded to pour them all over the floor.

"Baby did it", says the two year year old. Yeah, all the evidence points to the two year old. I sigh and get the vacuum.

Ten peed pair of pants and oops a number two on the floor.

Nap time: The two year old completely obliterated his crib mattress, taking the covering off and destroyed the foam.

Had to take the girls to the eye doctor, guess what they both need glasses. Ouch another pocket whammy.

Did I mention that my friend's daughter was supposed to come here after school and guess what? My puny little brain didn't even process that when I got the younger one from school, to take her to the appointment.

So half way home , younger daughter says mom what about my friend. She was supposed to come home with me today. The older one says you have to take me to my boyfriend's house first. They were both pulling at my nerves to take care of their needs first, add to that a couple of screaming, tired babies and you have a mom on the verge of despair!

We drop off #1 then rush to see of friend is at our house... Nope.. call a bunch of people.. Nope... then I call the mom of the kid... Yep "I tried to call you today, to let you know that I would be getting her today"... That was what my mother and I refer to a God thing.

Kids came home from the appointment, only to notice that the commode was out of commission. Mom where are we supposed to go to the bathroom...

"there's a baby potty," or if all else fails you could walk to the store, or go to the neighbors.. outside is not really an option, cuz we live in the city.

So I took the toilet off the floor, for the second time in two weeks. YUK and double Yuk it's was equally as gross both times.
I worked on it for six hours. It's a real nasty job, but someone had to do it right. To no avail!

Let's just say by the end of the night, I was literally in tears. I felt overwhelmed and helpless, alone in a big world with just me my kids the dogs and my tears. (And most likely a couple new gray hairs to boot.)

That's the way Rice Crispie days are. Overwhelming, and tear jerking. They can make a person feel that they are on the brink, that the flood will overtake them.
But there is hope!

You know the Lord says that he understands our Rice Crispie days and that he cares about even the slightest little thing... yep even the fact that there are "skatey- eight billion" tiny particles of cereal in that family sized box and that our nerves feel that they can't handle one more thing.

Then the next day, as I sit upon my brand new "throne.." I reach for the tp and there is the answer.. a scripture that I had posted just above the tp.. My grace is sufficient for thee and my power is made perfect in your weakness.

God does understand that we are human and that there are days when all seems to go wrong. We can trust him in every situation, whether it be a box of spilled rice crispies or in the death of a loved one, whether it be in a giant earthquake or a flooding basement.

God says that we can trust him and he will be our grace, our sufficiency, our all in all. He even says that he stores our tears in a bottle.

I am reminded to thank Him when all is right so I don't feel distant from him when all is going wrong.

Hope you have a wonderful day and don't trample in the rice crispies too long.