company

One sure fire way to get your mind off your own problems is to have three extra bodies in your house~ I love every minute of it, but it's a work out. Late last night/early this morning, a sweet friend, J, arrived with her two boys to spend the week with me. She has cried with me during this time, both on the phone and reading this blog... she is so sweet to come and drop everything (((Remember that post? If not, go here))) for me this week. We only decided that she was coming Saturday and then yesterday she was packed and on a bus. I am very grateful... I love the distraction.... and the company. *wink* (((From my "drop everything post, she's that friend, I went to. Pretty cool huh?)))

This morning I loved being in the heat of three little boys running around, screaming at each other, cooking/preparing breakfast, making them all sit down, say a blessing, stay put, eat, stay put, eat, finish eating, eat my own breakfast, wipe all the faces and hands, send them back off playing... I love the environment of "busy." When I was telling Nic about it she said, "it sounds kind of like the chaos you thrive in." And she's so right. I love the constant, "Be careful." "don't hurt him." "Watch out." "Please don't lay on the table." "We leave the letters [magnets] on the fridge." "Matthew, be nice." "Markie, don't hit!" and so on. I love it. I love holding babies and sitting on the floor playing train tracks and being surrounded.

I only felt a little down when it was quiet during nap time. Both big boys were sleeping, Mark was content with cheerios and a baby video, the baby was dozing, so my friend and I were just able to sit and talk. We talked about some things we want to do this week. We talked about some feelings I was still holding in. We talked about some personal things... it was good, but also somewhat sad. It was the only time I felt down today... if I was busy and had "things to do" I was good. I was too occupied to stop and dwell on things or even ponder things, but as soon as the house was quiet, I was somber and feeling low. I'm thankful for my J being here. I really am. I'm so glad that the same one person is here to just sit with me and let me be busy or let me be low and venty... Thank you J. I love you. I'm glad you're here.