Deep Breath

Let's take a short trip backwards to 2 days ago....Saturday.

Landon and I were up and dressed, breakfast was going smoothly (Mr. Independent was almost completely successful with applesauce to mouth coordination), and the day's To-Do list was reasonable and somewhat exciting.

Then I sat down to open my email and just "check in" with duties at St. Scholastica....

Oh. My. Goodness.

My Blackboard module was now open to me and I was free to add my activities, post threads, etc.

Well, once I got started, I realized that there is A LOT in the Blackboard site that needs adjusting, tweaking, etc.  Definately not a quick project. 

So, deciding that was a project for another day, I decided to complete the information sheet for the Faculty Website.  It asked for my license info and certifications, so I pulled out my Missouri license to get specifics.  

It had expired the day before.

Like, Friday.  Less than 24 hours before I was holding it in my hand.

That was added to the To-Do list under "Blackboard site" and "Syllabus".

At this point, Landon has finished breakfast and is completely and totally done with sitting at the table.  

So I get him down, and decide to make a *quick* phone call to the recommended contractor for an upcoming project.  

That turned into 4 *quick* phone calls.

And with each call, Landon is more and more determined that my attention is going to be his and only his.  Period. 

So, he emptied my silverware drawer, Tupperware cabinet, and baking pans cabinet.  He peeled about 3 oranges, but only ate 2-3 sections of orange.  He dismantled my entire table decoration scheme, attempted to open several Christmas gifts, and thought "Maybe Mommy can't hear me.....let's get LOUDER!!"

And let me explain here, I was in the same room while all this was taking place; I am not a complete idiot!

I just did not want to include reprimands, redirections, and the guaranteed opposition to said redirections in my *quick* phone call.

So finally I decide to step in my bedroom to leave a voicemail for a contractor, free of noise.

Then the door opened.  Not by me, but by my always-learning, very independent 2 year old.

He can now open door knobs.

Oi!!!

And we realized, he can also flip deadbolts and doorknob locks.  In other words, he can open the front door, locked or not.  We now have a slide lock about 7 feet up the door. 

So with everything that happened and more, Saturday was a day where all I wanted to do was yell AAAAHHHHHH!!!! 

Now we move to today.

Adam is off today and had Christmas shopping to do. 

He saw me Saturday, saw my To-Do list for Monday, and said "Landon can come with me".

I had an empty house ALL morning!!!!

I got my Syllabus updated and sent off, plans made for all my face to face classes, Blackboard sorted out for the most part, calls made for license renewal, bed sheets washed and beds remade, bathrooms cleaned, and laundry done!!

Adam. Is. Awesome.

He helps out with EVERYTHING!

 (especially since, according to him, I am "like 10 months pregnant")

He helps clean up after dinner every night.

He does all the vaccuuming, including carrying the vaccuum up and down stairs.

He brings laundry baskets up and down stairs after I wash and fold.

He unloads groceries.

He helps get Landon in PJs and ready for bed.

He gets up to let the dog in and out in the evenings.

He hangs all my Christmas lights outside because I like them :)

He helps pick up toys from the floor (which is getting further and further down every day!)

He works hard and long hours every day so I can stay home.

He tells me I am pretty every day.

He loves me.

He loves our kids A LOT.

Today, I sat down with Adam while Landon was napping and said "Ahhhhhhh....." with complete contentment.

Busy, hectic days come and go, but relief is always going to follow those days.

God will never give me anything I can't handle.

And God gave me Adam to help me realize that.