Saturday, August 11, 2007

Monday

Why are Mondays so hard? Am I the only one?
I get up ready to start a great week. I just attended a conference on leadership and was able to relate a lot of the material to being a mother. I am excited about having a day at home because we have been running around like crazy. I love and like my kids. 7:30am hits and that's all gone. All gone.
Mondays.
Would everyone please stop asking for EVERYTHING, would everyone stop crying for no apparent reason, would everyone stop spilling your milk (I swear they only do this on Mondays), would everyone just chip in and be apart of the effort here?
Oh yeah, my bad, you're still only 3,2 and 9 months old.
Mondays.

I am here for such a time as this. To clean the milk, to stop the crying, to grant the requests (within reason), to be the leader of this mad pack....

7 comments:

Sher said...

I love the picture. If that doesn't describe a Monday I don't know what does. I'm overwhelmed by the one I have on the potty chair. I lift my toilet seat (as dirty as it may be) to you!!!

Jeni said...

You are not alone! I pray my way through Mondays. Not sure why they can be so hard.
Have a great Tuesday,
Jeni

Anonymous said...

I'm still doing the "oh no it's Monday" only this time it's a generation later. I have 1 in 1st grade, 1 in pre-K and 2 potty training. I thought this would end when I sent my children off to be married. I love you.

Marc, Jaimee, Ben and Liam said...

So funny! You crack me up! I'm basking in the attention and help of my fabulous parents right now on vacation!!! I'll be going at it alone again next week :)
love,
Jaimee

Unknown said...

holly,

i hear ya sister. i have a new goal for parenting: keep 'em alive. if i can get through the day, and everyone has been fed and clothed and they are alive . . . then i am a good mama.

Anonymous said...

new motto for Supermom (you)... "If you think my hands are full you should see my heart" You are my hero! Pro. 31:28 My precious child, you do excel them all!

Anonymous said...

Did you ever fathom on one of those days you worked at the Youth center in Oklahoma that this day would come?
Thinking of you dearly.
Hugs N kisses
Ginger