My Happy Place...

As the stress of selling and buying house, deciding between putting more money into an older vehicle or throwing in the towel and buying a new one and the chaos of life with three kids takes its toll, I find myself escaping into my happy place. My happy place(s) of late is rocking a sweet baby boy to sleep. Just as he is falling asleep and relaxing in my arms, he reaches up to feel my face (his eyes still closed) as if to say "just checking that it is still you mama". It was also watching the excitement of Elizabeth come home from school and announce that she is the "Special Helper" this week. She loves having this role but to her the most exciting part is that when you are the "Special Helper" your mom can come read to the class. She has been waiting for this day for a long time. I often hear about the other moms who come read to the class and she constantly asks when I will have my turn. When she found out that I was available to come and fulfill her dream she jumped up and down. I know she had her doubts about my availability because she told Jeff that he would probably have to come read because "Mommy has to work". Ugh, the sting of salt being poured into the wound otherwise known as the working Mom's guilt. The place I find the most amusement is listening to Emily sing along to the Rolling Stones. She loves one particular song, I have no idea what it is called, but she recognizes it every time it comes on the radio. I am too busy laughing at her singing along (not the correct words mind you) to notice which song is playing. Jeff is very proud of his influence on her musical taste and holds onto this as hope that she will come around to prefer this genre of music, even though she typically requests Taylor Swift and Miley Cyrus as her top picks from the Ipod.
I know that we are blessed beyond what we deserve. Things will work out how they are supposed to with all the "stuff" and I will continue to escape to my happy places in this adventure known as parenthood.