There are so many times when I question my decision to stay home, but I know deep down in my heart I am exactly where God meant me to be... Monday morning and we are heading out the door to take Noah to school and of course, I have an appt., when I got in the car I noticed that the back door on the passenger side was open, and probably had been all night... and sure enough, dead battery!
You know, sometimes we forget how good we have it, take things for granted. I know I do, and I lose patience, but I was pretty proud of myself because I didn't get upset, although I knew Noah expected me to be... I just told him he didn't do it on purpose, it was an accident. My tendency is to go into panic mode because my Mom would have... but I'm not my Mom (I do love her and I only have 1, remember she had 7!)
I think I felt worse about the fact that I had to go inside and wake up Johnny to come out and give us a jump, my husband, is quite a man. He didn't even get upset - he never gets to sleep late but today he did.... he just got up, got dressed and went outside, never got angry or seemed annoyed. I told him I was sorry and so did Noah, his response "you don't need to be sorry, that's what I'm here for".
I cried all the way to take Noah to school, praising God for the blessing of this wonderful man.
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