Balls

Yesterday I saw a poster in our church building with a picture of a woman on a tightrope balancing items on her nose and juggling while spinning rings around her left ankle. Sound familiar? It sure did to me.

I thought about all the balls I was trying to keep in the air - at least I was trying to think while bouncing a crying baby and chasing a yelling two year old down the church hallway. And somewhere between the bouncing and the running I came to the realization (yet again) that I can't do it. I can't keep all my balls in the air all the time. So I picked two. I want to keep my gospel ball in the air and my efforts towards health in the air today.

Well, not sleeping through the night and changing our morning schedule into a "get child #1 ready for school" schedule still has me a bit sideways. While we didn't manage our full morning devotional, we did get in one page of illustrated scriptures and a prayer (the prayer was at the expense of tooth brushing). And even though the advent of an 8 AM carpool has obliterated our no-cold-cereal-except-on-special-occasions policy, I am munching on celery to atone for the three bowls of sugar coated styrofoam I just ingested.

So, my balls are a little out of control, but I am focusing. I hate letting anything drop, but I am going to crunch my celery and read my scriptures. Take that ten baskets of laundry. Did you hear that sink full of dishes? Mama is about to prioritize.

Oh, and get this. My kids just went to a play date and child #4 is asleep. If I play my cards right, I will be able to exercise too. Woo Hoo!

p.s. Megan, if you want any crazy remedies (you know, the kind that works, but makes you think you would rather stay stay sick) give me a jingle. I am sending healthy thoughts your way. Good Luck.