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This past week was a test of my patience. Deadlines at work. Ones where I am the planner, the detail checker, the layout designer, and I have to make sure everything is perfect. Public Relations is a profession of perfectionism, and with many hats to juggle, it’s a daunting task to stay on top. And there’s days and certain weeks where I’m sure we all feel, we’re running as fast as we can to get work done, but our steps are just not fast enough.
Tuesday night rolled around, and suddenly my little one started to cling. She wanted mommy. She wandered in the bed at night and she couldn’t get to sleep. The next day the doctor said nothing was wrong besides her fever, so you wait and you hope and you pray that’s it. But sleep became harder to steal with the little one in the bed every night, rolling around every hour, screaming and crying and I felt so bad. And being the momma, life stops until all is well again in the family, including work. Thank goodness for Grandma. She came to the rescue a few times when I needed it.
We all have our signs. For me? Instant tenseness. I hold my breath. My words get short. And I try so hard not to yell.
So what do you do?
Music works. Breathing works. But there’s a point when you just need it all. I needed a complete change in my environment, so I dressed the kids and we drove straight to church where I could listen to the music, feel the energy, and above all things, find my faith. It worked!
|My two precious miracles|
It’s amazing what a little love can do for your day!
My son is four and a half. He is a type A kiddo with a huge sense for right and wrong. Sometimes I call him my little policeman. “Momma, that’s not supposed to go up there. Momma, they’re trying to drive on the road, too. Momma, yesterday you told me not to say that. Why did you say that word?” There are so many cute things he says everyday to remind me, to do the right thing. To model the right thing.
Today I received an email from the director at his daycare. She said, Simon was really missing his mommy today. He needed a little extra snuggle time, which is one of the reasons why I picked the daycare center they go to, because they are cherished there. They feel love everyday.
The director followed up and said, he wanted to send you an email, and I would have blushed ear to ear if I didn’t have olive skin.
This is the letter my son typed for me on her computer:
Then the director asked him if he felt better. He said yes.
I quickly emailed back and told the director, I had just blown him a kiss all the way from work. I asked her to see if he’d caught it.
Today is a beautiful day. It’s the celebration of the night before a miracle baby was born. A baby who represents all things love and all things hope.
I wanted to take a moment today to remember the spirit of Christmas. How it’s not about getting gifts, but giving gifts. Gifts of the best kind. The gift of love for each other. Remembering the people that matter most to us. The gift of hope. Believing there will always be a new day and a new beginning because that baby was born.
As a parent, there’s nothing better than being fortunate to give gifts from my heart because I love my babies and I want them to feel love and dream about endless possibilities in their new gifts. And seeing my kids smiling cheeks, hearing their laughter shaking their chests, and of course, the awesome huge hugs, makes me feel quite good inside.
But I also want to teach my kids about the spirit of that baby. How Christmas is about Him and the promise of that baby growing up into a bigger more giant meaning for all of us.
Merry Christmas everyone. I wish you an awesome day of love and peace and of course, hope.