Today was a good day. Now don't get me wrong... it certainly wasn't perfect. I still have 3 sick kids in varying degrees, my sons didn't nap because their cough medicine makes them hyper, my house is still a mess and I am still exhausted. But there was lots of good too.
My mom came to help me with the kids and she washed all my dishes.
My sons are very sweet... most of the time... and I got lots of hugs.
It was a beautiful sunny day here and my boys played outside with Grandma.
Olivia has figured out how to play with a rattle and she even managed to get her soother into her mouth all by herself and she didn't require me to hold her every minute of the day.
I managed to wash my kitchen floor and wipe down the spills off the front of my cupboards and make supper for my family (normally my husband cooks the suppers around here as he is really a great chef and it's his hobby... yes, I am lucky).
I even managed to pump 2 - 3 oz bottles... which may not seem like much of an achievement, but trust me, it is.
I found out, by calling the hospital in Saskatoon, that my thyroid tests will only require me to stop breast feeding for 24 hours instead of 48 or 72 like they had originally told me. Basically they were all confused and someone sent me the wrong info in the letter confirming my tests. I was just so relieved because 24 hours seems much more manageable to me.
It's almost payday.
And the best thing of all... it is 7:30pm and ALL THREE of my children are sleeping... AT THE SAME TIME and in their OWN beds. This is a first people. Doug is at work (youth group tonight), my mom went home, I am (effectively) by myself. It's quiet. I love it.
So yes, today has been a good day. Thanks God for small blessings.