September
I confess...this has been the strangest September, a September of firsts. Many of you know how extra difficult my job is during the months leading up to and including September. In fact, this year I started working overtime in May so yeah, it's been a difficult year. There hasn't been a September in 13 years (except the one or two while I was a stay at home mom) when I didn't work a lot of overtime in September.
Then this year I have been wearing three hats at work since I got a promotion -- my new job, my old job (because we haven't hired anyone) and that of Section Chief since that Chief deployed to Afghanistan.
To top it off, Jordan is in the high school marching band...HIGH SCHOOL. I am still freaked out about this since I only have four years with him before he goes to college. I am quite certain I'm not ready for this -- heck, I cried the day we discovered he was officially taller than me!
And, Cali started pre-school three days a week. I can't believe how quickly my kids are growing before my very eyes. There are days when I barely see them -- especially with all the overtime at work.
But all of that is not what is so unusual about September.
What is unusual is that for nine days now Cali has been in the hospital and I have been either at her side or caring for my other three children and not at work. I'm not sure what I expected from my 1st line supervisor or 2nd line supervisor, but they have been so completely understanding. I thought at first that Jim and I could trade out and he could stay with her during the day while I worked. But seeing how sick she was -- and learning about pneumonia -- made me re-think that decision.
Instead of being at work slaving like the rest of my co-workers and employees, I have been here -- holding Cali, calming her, bathing her, dressing her, and quitely praying over and over for her. Instead of feeling guilty about not pulling my weight, I have been completely at peace -- even while taking Jordan shopping on Saturday afternoon for his first homecoming dance.
What is most unusual about this September is that I have had time to stop and reflect on how blessed I am. Rarely during this month do I get to think about things non-work related much less think about my kids and all that God has done for me. But Cali's illness has brought me to a screeching halt and I wonder...what does God need to teach me during this time?
It could be "Slow down" or "Listen to Me." It could even be, "Treasure the time you have with your kids." I can't put my finger on it...but when He reveals it to me, I know it will be big.
So until then -- I'm listening, praying and waiting.
Then this year I have been wearing three hats at work since I got a promotion -- my new job, my old job (because we haven't hired anyone) and that of Section Chief since that Chief deployed to Afghanistan.
To top it off, Jordan is in the high school marching band...HIGH SCHOOL. I am still freaked out about this since I only have four years with him before he goes to college. I am quite certain I'm not ready for this -- heck, I cried the day we discovered he was officially taller than me!
And, Cali started pre-school three days a week. I can't believe how quickly my kids are growing before my very eyes. There are days when I barely see them -- especially with all the overtime at work.
But all of that is not what is so unusual about September.
What is unusual is that for nine days now Cali has been in the hospital and I have been either at her side or caring for my other three children and not at work. I'm not sure what I expected from my 1st line supervisor or 2nd line supervisor, but they have been so completely understanding. I thought at first that Jim and I could trade out and he could stay with her during the day while I worked. But seeing how sick she was -- and learning about pneumonia -- made me re-think that decision.
Instead of being at work slaving like the rest of my co-workers and employees, I have been here -- holding Cali, calming her, bathing her, dressing her, and quitely praying over and over for her. Instead of feeling guilty about not pulling my weight, I have been completely at peace -- even while taking Jordan shopping on Saturday afternoon for his first homecoming dance.
What is most unusual about this September is that I have had time to stop and reflect on how blessed I am. Rarely during this month do I get to think about things non-work related much less think about my kids and all that God has done for me. But Cali's illness has brought me to a screeching halt and I wonder...what does God need to teach me during this time?
It could be "Slow down" or "Listen to Me." It could even be, "Treasure the time you have with your kids." I can't put my finger on it...but when He reveals it to me, I know it will be big.
So until then -- I'm listening, praying and waiting.
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