keeping busy

***Thanks for all of your help on your favorite diaper rash creams from my previous post!  You guys rock.***

I had a better day yesterday.  Funny though, I prayed the longest, hardest, deepest prayer after posting on my blog that last post.  I prayed for strength and help and GRACE and for everything I could think of!  What happened that night?  Our baby was WIDE AWAKE from 11:30pm-4:30am and Tate was awake from midnight-4am and then our 3 year old promptly awoke when the other 2 finally went to sleep around 5am.  I had slept for about 45 minutes at this point.  To top it all off, Sean was working the night shift so I had to deal with all of that on my own.  Strange answer to prayer.  I survived and then tried to analyze why that was handed to me at what felt like one of my lowest parenting points yet.  To show me I AM strong?  To show me that I don't deserve to have it easy here on this earth?  I will never know in this life.  However, I made it and then had an ok day the next day.  And I will take OK as of late. :)

I am finding that I MUST keep myself busy.  Going places, doing things, whatever keeps me busy.  For some reason, it helps me feel better.  Weird, I know.  I should just want to do nothing for days on end, to have a break.  I guess that's not how things work.  So I plan to have a BUSY summer!  A few vacations are in the works, moving, remodeling a house, having parties, swimming lessons, photo sessions, whatever keeps me busy.  So if you ask me to do something and I have a spare moment, the answer will likely be, "yes".  Sean may be annoyed by all of this, but he's dealing with my brand of crazy right now. :)