Crazy Morning

My dad told me the other day that when he reads my blog sometimes he laughs and sometimes he wants to cry. I told him that's because that is how life is: joys and sorrows, victories and challenges. This morning I would categorize in the laughter category. My dr. called yesterday to reschedule an appt. I had for Friday and made it for this morning at 8am. I don't know about anyone else but it is hard to get my guys going in the morning. I usually have to wake Ethan up and prompt him through every step of getting ready. But I did everything I could to make sure we were up and ready--I even set my alarm:) As is true for the comedy of errors routine at our house we had a couple of time consuming issues this morning. First, Ian woke up with the worst diaper. I won't go into details but it involved washing all of his bedding. Then when Ethan woke up he had an asthmatic cough and he said "mommy I think I need a breathing treatment." (an emergency breathing treatment takes us half an hour). God was gracious and we managed to get to the appt. only a little late. I do have to say that God has been merciful to me because last year when I was really struggling with PPD, the chaos this morning would have brought me to tears and I would have been a mess all day. Instead, I am happy to say that I am laughing:)