So this all brings me up to today. As i was doing my usual rushing through our errands this morning, it was a bit rougher than normal. My child with A.D.H.D. had run out of meds. Unfortunately before i could pick up the prescription, i had to take the dog to the vet.
Two tasks, ok, i got this. Easy right? Or so i thought. At the vet my dog had to get a shot. Not only did she hate it, (poor little thing), but apparently she didn't like the vet either as she emptied her bowls all over his table, much to my horror. i stool there frozen, seriously?! Obviously its happened before, and they were well prepared. My stomach wasn't.
May i remind you that my kiddos are out in the waiting area, (one with no meds in system yet), being so loud and talking lovely "potty talk", i had to walk in and tell them to hush, (of coarse they ignored). i couldn't wait to get out of there! (We are probably ban from there now, just saying.)
Finally back in the car and headed home to drop off the pup, then onto get meds. i think i said, "stop touching your brother!" twenty times during the 10 minute drive home. (To which they also ignored. Shocking).
Pups at home, onto doctors office to get the script, then pick up meds. Doctors office wasn't ready with that little piece of paper that says yes, this mom can pick up her kids meds, no she is not selling it on the street corner. Geesh. So, we wait in "another" waiting room, which is the perfect spot for my kids to decide they hate everything about eachother, and fight loudly.
"Billie called me a baby!"
"Garrett tried to punch me!"
So of coarse i got the "can't you control your children" looks from a few bystanders. Come on doctor you're killing me here.
Twenty five minutes later, (mind you it's tues and i called it in friday), i had the script and we were rushing to the car. All along the way arguing about how many buttons on the elevators he got to push before me.
Once again in the car, and with a quick talk about being kind to one another we were off to the store to get prescription. Mind you now it was far to late for him to take them today, but at least we would have them for tomorrow.
Pharmacy backed up, . . . awesome. So instead of 10 minutes of "mom can i have. . . mom, can i have this? Mom what about this?" it was 40 excruciatingly long minutes, (and allot of "No's").
So, home again, home again. After about an hour of them running around the house i decided it was movie time. They watched the movie, i got them snacks, and i got to craft for a little.
As i started crafting i realized the house was quiet. Mouths were occupied with snacks i assumed. But in that quiet i was reminded of a memory verse, "At all times and for everything giving thanks in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ to God the Father."(Ephesians 5:20).
i started praying, "Thank you Lord for this quiet moment with you. Thank you that in the chaos of the day i didn't raise my voice to my children, i know that was you Lord. And that in the midst of all of this you care that i get a little craft time. You make me feel so loved Lord God. Thank you for these moments with you, and please help me to steal them more often. Amen."
i encourage you today to steal these little moments. Much can be lost in the crazy schedules, but lets not loose our souls, and sensitivity in our spirit in the midst.
Blessings and prayers, Devonne