There's a very good chance right now that I might:
A - go crazy
or B - pull all my hair out.
I am leaning towards option A seeing as I would probably look really bad bald.
This morning, I was feeling ambitious so I got down on my hands and knees and cleaned the kitchen floor(note that this is the first time in the history of the world that this has ever happened), and the dogs promptly ran all over it leaving muddy paw-prints. Oh and they have chewed up a pacifier, two blocks, and a rattle so far today. Plus every time Jayci FINALLY falls asleep (and it doesnt happen often people) they BARK and wake her up. Unfortunately Jayci sleeps more like her mama than her papa, who wouldnt wake up to the dog's barking if his life depended on it. No one told me these things barked. . . . I demand a refund.
Jayci is also pushing me to the brink today. Even with all the crying and not sleeping, she has never actually annoyed me until today. All of a sudden she has turned into this little creature who arches her back and spits her food at me (she hates bananas . . .clearly she is NOT related to me - I love everything banana), as soon as I get a cloth or wipe out to clean her face (which is covered in food as a result of her head movements and my poor hand-eye coordination), she shakes her head vigorously and arches her back again. Oh and when I try to put her down for a nap? She arches her back so far that she rolls onto her tummy, and cries loudly. So far today she has slept a grand total of twenty minutes. Again, I would like to report some false advertising. I heard that babies slept. Oh and can I add that I am not looking forward to her being two?
And Adam has been SO busy lately that I feel sort of like a single mom. And can I just say that I have NO IDEA how they do it?
In other news, Adam and I sent our first batch of support letters out! I feel strangely nervous about it. I mean, what if no one sends money? We dont have a Plan B right now. God's definitely teaching me about trusting Him for provision right now. I also think that maybe some of the bad mood/stress/frustration/doubt in my abilities might be some spiritual warfare. I mean, Satan does NOT want God's people stepping out in faith and doing big things for Him does he? I think not.
At least I slept for a solid 6 hours straight last night. I literally begged God for Jayci to sleep. And I am so glad we serve a God who cares about all the details of our lives, because I'm not sure I would have made it through this day without those 6 hours. Well, that and a whole bag of Cadbury Mini Eggs and 5 Diet Cokes. I don't eat my feelings or anything.