The Shoe is On The Other Foot!

I don't know if I have mentioned often enough how much I appreciate my mom. I must admit that she gets smarter and smarter as I get older. And I KNOW I haven't mentioned enough how much I appreciate my mom (are you reading today, Mom?)

Yesterday, I went into my girls' room and just dumped all the stuff they had lying around into a big pile in the middle of the room. Mom would do that when we were kids. I'd walk into my room to find everything that had been lying around the house and my room all dumped into one big pile. And it drove me crazy!! You know, why couldn't she have just asked?

Now I know the truth. She did ask. She begged. She told, and she demanded. And I ignored. I made excuses. I told her I had cleaned my room when she could plainly see socks, sweaters, little bits of paper, tissues, toys all over the place. Sorry, Mom!

The only thing worse than finding the pile of junk was when I would come home to a perfectly clean room A MOM-clean room. Everything put away. Which meant she had been in there with......the garbage bag.....

And yes, I admit, I do this too. And my kids hate it. But they don't hate it enough to pick up after themselves. Sorry, Mom!

I wonder if my sister and I fought enough while cleaning our room, that we ended up grounded for 3 days??

Keeping It In Perspective

Wednesday, I drove to Lima (2 hours north of Cincinnati) because my mom was have a heart catherization on Thursday. She's had a stress test come back showing limited blood flow to parts of her heart.

She was ushered into operating room hours before she was scheduled. That certainly cuts down greatly on the sit around and fret time! Less than an hour after she was gone into surgery we were meeting with the surgeon. Praise God!! Mom's heart is perfectly fine. She is having some spasms in the arteries; those are what are causing her pain. They are doing no damage. The only effect of them is the pain she's feeling. So they will control the spasms with medication.

She was doing so well, that I was sent home a day early. Not that I missed my babies or anything.

After a two hour drive, I turned on my street to see a car accident and my husband out in the street with his cell phone. I just assumed he was helping out. I opened the car door (because the window on his van, which I was driving) is not working. I asked if him if everything was okay. He said, "yea, we're both fine. " That is when it dawned on me that it was my van sitting wrecked on the street. At that point, all I could do was rejoice because no one was hurt. My mom's heart is fine and no one was hurt in the accident.

God is good, all the time!!

A Good Week

This week, Grace, almost 9, took communion for the first time. We've been talking to her about it and what it means. So, on Maundy Thursday, her earthly daddy served her her first communion. Even more fitting when you know that she accepted Christ on Maundy Thursday last year. God is so good.

YesterdayI started the day with breakfast with some of the most amazing women that I know. Then I came home to spend the rest of the day with another amazing lady, my mom. She came down to hang out with her baby and my babies. It was gorgeous outside and we spend lots of time blowing bubbles. I also took her over to the Via Crucis.