At any given time there are numerous demands on a mother. I happen to currently be the mother who is homeschooling a kindergartener carefully reading each math instruction and working through writing numbers in the correct direction. A mother of a preciously busy 2 year old who just threw her milk that splattered from one end of the kitchen to the other… Then that previously mentioned 2 year old danced in the milk slipping and sliding across the floor dressed in not only her cute little clothes but not 1, not 2, not 3 but FOUR, yes 4 tutus AND a poopy diaper. I am also a nursing mother of an infant who is currently screaming in a wraspy tired voice to please mommy, please just feed me. This is just my normal day… Would I change it… I don’t think so. Am I thankful? Unbelievably! God is pouring out his blessings on us just as clearly as the milk poured out of that cup. Could I use help? Yes please! God is good, and comical, but most definitely always very very good.