It's not always easy..

... to get everything done that you really should get done, especially when you're a mom. Now, at the time I'm writing this I've gotten up, made our bed, cleaned our room, made breakfast and had my quiet time.
Today my guy has off of work, and its those days that I find that its hard for me to get everything done that must be done. Like folding laundry. Washing dishes. Vacuuming. Dusting. Stuff like that, you know? Because since tomorrow CC goes on an overnight run, I'll be missing him and that's the time I'll have to get everything done.
But as I look at the pile of clean clothes sitting on the couch waiting to be folded and put away, (is it just me, or does laundry NEVER really get done?!?), or at the couch cushions thrown all over the floor from Micah having a pillow fight with his Daddy, I realize that you know, I'm doing this stuff FOR my guy. For my family. CC appreciates when I clean up, and he sees, (tho he may not always say it) and knows that I do work hard. But I think that when he actually SEES me doing all of the things that all together make for a clean home, he understands "ah.. so THIS is what goes into keeping this place clean." He sees, tho he still doesn't like it, why, when we're rushing to go somewhere and I'm grabbing a cloth to clean up a few water drips on the counter, or picking up the couch blanket and repositioning it on the chair, or putting those annoying few dishes in the sink while he's waiting at the door for me to hurry up and get out, that its the small things that all together make up the reason why the house keeps its look of being, well, fairly clean.
I've also learned to prioritize things in my life. You know the saying, "Jesus first, Others next, Yourself last"? I've tried that. It does work.
See, the thing is that my quiet time is giving myself to Jesus. He is first, first thing in the morning. Then comes house work. But I'm not doing it just for myself, I'm doing this for my family, so they can have a HOME to love to be in. A HOME that my guy WANTS to come back to at the end of every day. One where my kids love to be, and they would rather be here than anywhere else. Micah is that way.. he's becoming a homebody, and I love that. And then, when its all said and done, I sit back, and I realize that because I put my God and family first, I get the greatest satisfaction over watching them love to be with each other, love to be home, love to be with me. I think its weird how, when you do stuff for other ppl, you get blessed yourself. Now that's the opposite that the world will tell you. But I don't care. I like doing things this way, even tho it may not always be easy.
No, its not always easy to get everything done, and NO, I'm not always in a good mood and willing and eager to get the house clean and windows sparkling and dishes washed and put away. But I think the overall feeling of good that comes from getting some things done on your "to-do" list is SO much better than the feeling of sitting around all day on the computer or reading a book and then towards the end of the afternoon frantically hurrying around to try to get just ONE thing done, and that may even just be dinner on the table on time. Ugh. I remember those days. I can't believe I would do that. Thank you Jesus for convicting me of that! Glad I'm not like that anymore.
God is good. All the time. And because I serve such a good God, He blesses me with the ability to do the things that need to be done in taking care of my family, and in doing all that, I am not only being a good wife and mother, I am serving in a most honored position. I love how, even tho I work and serve and feel tired, I am the queen of my home. Queen of my guy's heart. Much Loved mommy to my boy.
I love it.