tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626628041861428050.post391971131358374760..comments2023-06-01T09:28:48.239-04:00Comments on Life for Dessert: Sands through the hourglass....it's just one of those days.Logan @LifeforDesserthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18392415284406335964noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626628041861428050.post-55399222879750167892011-02-08T23:44:16.339-05:002011-02-08T23:44:16.339-05:00Hey Logan- wonderfully said and you're definit...Hey Logan- wonderfully said and you're definitely battling something real and mighty that exists in all of us. Bless you for being aware of your "mom heart" needs- answer the call!!! I completely understand the 2 day thing- I have fantasies about it:) I don't think I've ever had our house to myself for more than 2 hours- isn't that crazy? And those 3 hour chunks of time to cram things in can be just as stressful as when the littles are with us except that you don't have to be fearful of losing one or damaging something in the store. But I know that this time of life is so short and I try to inhale the minutes and hours while they are here and present.<br /><br />I'm so glad we got the chance to talk tonight- God works in magical ways and I'm so happy to have been placed in the midst of such a great group of women and moms.~Samhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17606023243805590977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626628041861428050.post-66492527261789897582011-02-08T21:10:04.471-05:002011-02-08T21:10:04.471-05:00Oh, Loges!
Thanks for writing this! You describe e...Oh, Loges!<br />Thanks for writing this! You describe exactly how I been feeling today (and perhaps yesterday), but didn't have the energy to put it into words. Will have to let Thomas read this post and hope he can understand why I am being to mopey tonight!Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01708150955971953834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626628041861428050.post-6948695760986073032011-02-08T15:43:04.954-05:002011-02-08T15:43:04.954-05:00YAY! That you never miss a post I mean. I wonder ...YAY! That you never miss a post I mean. I wonder really a lot of the time if anyone actually cares what I write.<br /><br />And yes...some days just feel like plain sand don't they? You forget that your sand is on an amazing beach and you fixate on that one plain grain...and discontent sets in. And so you figure out how to battle it, and you look up at the beach, and you pray...ALOT. And eventually the clouds roll back and the blue sky that was hidden behind them is still there...and you breathe in fresh air and wiggle your feet around in all the good sand they're sitting on, and the plain grain isn't so bad anymore. But that doesn't mean, that sometimes you just need a little fresh wind to blow back that cloud!Logan @LifeforDesserthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18392415284406335964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626628041861428050.post-22391462670018611192011-02-08T15:23:16.831-05:002011-02-08T15:23:16.831-05:00OH no.... I already feel like this sometimes and I...OH no.... I already feel like this sometimes and I don't even have a baby yet. Thanks for being so honest and writing about what we all feel some days. Even as a newlywed, I catch myself wondering why some days just feel so "normal." (I guess somehow I thought they'd all feel magical and romantic.) But I guess without these uneventful, slightly restless days, we'd never appreciate the really really great ones! <br />You're awesome and refreshing to read! I never miss a post, by the way ;)Crisp Interiorshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15279716743939987556noreply@blogger.com