There are days where I feel like I have our lives back in order after the hurricane of baby #2 came through... then there are days where I realize I have NO idea when I last cleaned the toilet, or scrubbed the bathtub. I miss the quiet of the house, I miss how easy it was with one, and somedays? I wish I would have appreciated that time a little bit more.
I love having two kiddos, but there are days that just feel long and hard, and I long for the days of going back to work. I'm back at work, but after I had Levi I went back to work work at the symphony, and this time, I'm back to work in our living room, which feels more cluttered, and mostly stressful as I race to beat the clock every day so that it doesn't look like a hurricane went through when piano students show up.
But then I'm reminded (thanks to bible study friends) that we are simply called to be faithful. So often we want to be faithful in big things, important things, like translating the gospel into a new language, going to africa, going on some big missions trip.. but sometimes? being faithful means wiping the snot from levi's nose for the hundredth time, being consistent with discipline, pointing out things in creation telling levi that God made it! I have to remind myself that it's about being faithful in those still, small moments... building faith moments with our kids, teaching them about the Lord, about His love for them, and about how we can love other people, even in the smallest of ways.
I need to be reminded of that more.