Before I had even woken up I had placed expectations on my day. I had gone to sleep with a hundred Mothers Day inspirations and thoughts of what my day should look like only to awaken to a very un-Hallmark card morning.
This day my newborn would scream and nurse all day long. This day my 6 year old would catch a stomach virus and vomit all over the living room floor while my 2 year old ran around naked like a crazy lady and my husband and I fought.
My vision for the day looked more like sleeping in, going to breakfast and church and receiving flowers and presents.
But it became very clear by mid day that all of my expectations for a day of pampering were not going to happen. Nope.
It was one of those days where my husband and I would periodically look at one another and shake our heads in disbelief.
The reality is that reality is everyday and just because a day is called Mother’s Day i am not granted absolution from reality. Which kinda makes me mad sometimes but it’s also very real and humbling. I don’t know exactly how I made it through this day but I’m pretty sure God had something to do with it and I can thank God that tomorrow is a new day.
Lamentations 3:22,23 (ESV)
22 The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;
his mercies never come to an end;
23 they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.