We try, right? Not to worry.
Sometimes we are successful...
Other times we are only human.
Worry happens.
Oh the worry and concern when I realized: I was really pregnant with our little egg--a sixth pregnancy and fourth child, with our oldest already about to turn ten!
The worry of our baby bird surviving to full term?
And if so, would I be able to balance all?
Or would our Nest crash to the ground, because of me?
I confided to a mom friend that I was trying to balance worry and joy!
She replied confidently, "When your oldest is 18, this new child will be your balance."
My friends words came back to me yestreday while at Build A Bear, watching pure and simple happiness unfold....
She had the BEST Helper who interacted with us the entire time. Who pretty much had a party when the newly stuffed elephant was christened Ellie. 💕🐘
It was surreal as we stepped over to the fluffing station. Why? Here is where the worry could have infected a very happy moment. Simultaneously, my oldest was stepping on the Ice for a game with her team. Returning, after a three week abscence for post concussive symptoms, my fears that she might be hit hard (again) were squelched by her sister's squeals! as air started to fluff Elllie! Those familiar with the making of a stuffed animal know what fun it is!
One red scarf addition later, we walked back into the mall with Ellie's "White House" Box, her 12/28/14
Birth certificate, and a huge smile
on my youngest's face.
My friend was right, lil' bird balanced me!
Momentarily, I forgot about the concussion- all three of them. Forgot about the two recent bouts of the boy's flu over Christmas. Which somehow led to being (unexpectedly) yelled at by the coach (for having to forfeit a game due to the illnesses)). Almost forgot missing my mother in laws 75th birthday celebration
today because my son, the only goalie, has to be here to play for the team. Obviously, that prevents us from making the long trip to where my MIL lives.
(As an aside, with grandparents far away, Thank goodness for FaceTime! When Ice Time prevents visiting in person).
Withessing childhood happiness and delight can go a long way.........
Later, in the car, on the way to the second half of the game, I began balancing forgiving the coach's poor attitude with the happiness my kids have experienced while playing together on the same team. Bottom line, I just want to watch my big kids play the sport they love.
My big kids are learning a somewhat confusing but very important lesson: Being an adult doesn't always guarantee being mature. Life doesn't guarantee the perfect coach/teacher/parent. They are learning to balance human imperfection with wordly expectation. At least that is my hope!! I balance that with the reality that far worse things could be happening right now. What if they could not play at all? I trust this will make them amazing adults and possibly very amazing coaches someday.
Balance comes with insuring that the youngest has innocent fun and delightful childhood experiences similiar to her older siblings. Which means that sometimes we are late or even miss the big kids hockey games. While other times she misses an event so we are all together in the stands loudly cheering!
This is ALL that was on my mind when I walked through the mall!!! Really, We are rarely thinking what others think we might be thinking when we stop and ponder a possible purchase! This moment is proof, lol!!!
Balance began with witnessing my youngest child's innocence and pure joy.
While laying aside the insanity of the last few weeks of sports, injuries, illnesses and the emotional exhaustion of raising teens.
Life is not perfect!
However, being with a child sometimes life comes very, very close to near perfect joy.
I Love you baby bird!
Love you all my Luvie Birds!
Thank you for the balance!
And thank you for the great day, yesterday of hockey, shopping, church and football!!
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