Okay so this picture is pre-baby and yes we are all squinting but you get the idea right? What our family consists of and what it might be like. Just try and picture all six running around making noise and baby crying. Okay now that you have that mental picture in your head, think about this picture. I am at the grocery store with a baby on my chest in a baby wrap, I have Emma wanting to "help"with all the groceries and stearing the cart, and Matthew hanging onto the front of the cart because in his mind he is too big to sit in the cart. I don't know it is like as soon as a new baby is born something changes in their head and they can no longer be caught dead in the cart or something. So you got the mental picture? So having the picture in mind of a struggling mother trying to shop and not overlook anything that is needed because once we hit the end of the store their is no going back even if something is forgotten because by the time you get to the end of the store, all the while you are struggling with a monkey on one end of the cart and a whiner on the other end and a hungry baby on chest you are just too tired to go back for anything you might have forgotten or over looked. So, having set up that wonderful mental picture, what kind of priority do you think a woman like that should get? You see I had the strangest day. Usually I deal with comments all day like oh my gosh are they all yours? And man you have your hands full. Instead of all of those, in everyones eyes I was at the grocery store completely alone. The children were amazingly invizable. One woman rolled her eyes in major impatience as I "took over her isle" while struggling with monkey jumping off the cart and running over him. Me the good mother that I am refuse to drag the monkey on the bottom of the cart so that she can get to her isle 1/2 a second sooner. Another lovely gentleman I encountered obviously didn't see that I was struggling with the heavy cart trying to make sure the monkey didn't get caught under the cart and begging Emma to push a little harder so that we could get this cart over the hump that seem to be after the doors of every Walmart. Instead he impatiently rolled his eyes and in a huff went around me. I just pray that when I am older and have been away from life like this and I have forgotten what its like to struggling shopping with kids that I am not impatient with those mothers struggling. And even instead of not being impatient I hope I offer a helping hand because heavens knows we can certainly use a helping hand from time to time. And for those that have offered that helping hand(because we know that all our days are not like this one) I say thank you from the bottom of my heart and only me and Heavenly Father knows how much of an angel you have been for us that day.
I am a very busy mother of 7 wonderful children. So my life is never dull. We are quite the zoo I am realizing but who doesn't love the zoo right? This blog has become my journal so you will see the good along with the ugly but thats our life.