Grateful for My Blessings!

Today, I started out feeling more than frustrated over the state of our house!  Not one, no not two, but four tornadoes touched down in every room of this dreaded house.  I don't mean a literal tornado, but the tornadoes that are, my kiddos:-).  I struggled with my thoughts of resentment over the fact that no one ever wants to willingly help with their own mess, so instead they end up with an angry, exhausted, mess of a mama because I have been yelling at them all weekend to help out.  But, to no avail, and now I have to do it myself as always! 
There it's out of my system, but not before I heard this quote on KLOVE, and then following had a hysterically funny conversation with a sweet friend.  Oh, the quote you ask?  Lisa, on KLOVE, was saying how she prayed for years to be a mommy and on crazy days, like church days, it's so hard to be grateful for the blessing of motherhood.  A sweet older woman said to her one Sunday morning that those, the crazy days are "the good old days". 
Her point was this, that one day, our babies will all be out of our homes and it will once again be a quiet, almost lonely place to dwell, so better to soak in even the craziness and exhaustion while they are in our care, than to harp at them for the messes and their silliness! 
A little long winded on my part I know, but it really struck a cord in me, and boy howdy did it change my tune about cleaning up these messes just to start them again tonight.  I am so blessed beyond belief, because I too prayed for years to be a mama, and how dare me drudge through my days at home whining and complaining about allllll I have to do.  If it hadn't been for God being so faithful as he is to answer my selfish prayers, I wouldn't have allllll these things to whine and complain about in the first place.  What a circle!  I am instead rejoicing in the mess, willingly picking it up, and thanking my Father for the gift of the beautiful, yet messy, family I have the privilege to abide with in this home for a short while:-)
The phone conversation with my sweet friend, Brande, was as most of our conversations are, hilarious!  She always has me in stitches and helps me to remember that we, mama's, are all going through the same feelings of frustration over what feels like mountains, but are really only mole hills!  We tend to help each other cope on days like these, and being able to laugh at ourselves is a blessing in of itself!  I love friends that make me laugh so hard I cry, or snort;-)
Trying to catch my breath today, while making freezer meals, picking up, taking care of two babies, but most importantly, being overwhelmingly grateful for alllll that I have to do for them!

Love ya,
A