Back from church this evening after a quiet day. I'd gotten up with the dogs at 7am (much better than the old habit of 5:30am), fed them, puttered around doing much of nothing and went back to bed to read at near 9am. Fell asleep again, after reading a few pages, and stayed that way until 12:30. Can you believe that?
Must be I've been overtired. Hard to catch up. Just wish I felt rested inside. I'm burdened with stuff, nothing overwhelming but plain living. Had gotten into the routine of enjoying our peaceful Sundays, but one of our older sons enjoys going to a different church on Sunday mornings and since he doesn't drive yet (though is old enough---just not very motivated to want it badly enough), one of us takes him and picks him up. First born is good about filling in with that job. And while I should be proud that this other son is willing to go with us on Saturday nights and still attend a different church, sometimes I just want everyone to sit still.
Having eight kids can be a bit of a challenge, even to a seasoned mother like me. In the old days it was easier. Young mothers might look forward to their children driving and making decisions, and I thought that way at one time too. The thing is, the pressure is different now. When they're younger, you can boss them and control most everything they come in contact with. I don't have that option anymore.
So, sometimes I need everyone at home and safe. Just settles my soul, I guess.
Must be I've been overtired. Hard to catch up. Just wish I felt rested inside. I'm burdened with stuff, nothing overwhelming but plain living. Had gotten into the routine of enjoying our peaceful Sundays, but one of our older sons enjoys going to a different church on Sunday mornings and since he doesn't drive yet (though is old enough---just not very motivated to want it badly enough), one of us takes him and picks him up. First born is good about filling in with that job. And while I should be proud that this other son is willing to go with us on Saturday nights and still attend a different church, sometimes I just want everyone to sit still.
Having eight kids can be a bit of a challenge, even to a seasoned mother like me. In the old days it was easier. Young mothers might look forward to their children driving and making decisions, and I thought that way at one time too. The thing is, the pressure is different now. When they're younger, you can boss them and control most everything they come in contact with. I don't have that option anymore.
So, sometimes I need everyone at home and safe. Just settles my soul, I guess.
