And cold...
Bathing a 2yr old who pooped in his nappy...
At some insane hour of the night...
That allowed the poop to burn his bum...
And is in pain...
As I ran the bath water I couldn't help but notice how it needs tidying up...
A job for tomorrow...
Then I begin to wonder through other parts of the house...
The kitchen...
The laundry...
It all needs some serious attention..
As it always does..
And I often give it...
But right now.. At 4:21AM I am tired and thinking can I not get a full nights sleep without waking up? Can I go through a night without having to bathe a child or change a poop nappy? Can I not roll over in my own bed without discovering I'm wedged between a man and a child?
Then I pray.. That I FEEL that doing this for my children is a blessing...
Because serving others really is...
And one day... In the not so distant future... They will be all grown up... And my home will be empty again.. And I can sleep all I want and all I need... With these nights as forgotten and insignificant times...
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