It’s 10:06 on Saturday morning. I’m still in my pj’s as are the 2 youngest children. It rained last night and is supposed to rain most of the day. The plans I had for “fun” aren’t going to happen. A laundry basket just came flying down the stairs. The owner picked it up and promptly put it on his back saying, “my shell.” I hear laughter and siblings playing. Even though my “fun” plans have been cancelled, I think that there is still fun to be had.
My house is loud during the day. The tv is usually on, kids are usually talking/yelling/playing, music is often playing and dogs are sometimes barking. The quiet comes only when everyone is asleep. And even then, a baby waking in the night, a toddler waking in the night, a preschooler waking in the night, dogs barking in the night and my snoring in the night usually brings some noise to the quiet.
I’m not sure I’d know what to do with total quiet.
Somedays, I want earplugs. Somedays, I want to run away (I could tell you about my escape plan, but then you’d know where to find me). Somedays, I just add to the noise. And then somedays, like today, I think about what it will be like when all the noise is gone on a rainy Saturday morning and I get a little sad. Someday, I’ll miss the noise.
So on days like today, when I will be exhausted, weary and ready to quit by the end, I try to remember that I’m gonna miss this.
2 thoughts on “Saturday Morning”
Great post : )
And it will come sooner than you think. Enjoy the ride as long as it lasts!
Our family LOVES ♥ this song and we aim to remember to savor each moment God gives us to share. Thanks for reminding me of what matters. Enjoy every noisy minute, Kris!
I love you sistahhhhh!