Okay, so there isn't too much to write about, it was a pretty basic week. But here are the highlights that have stuck with me. Surprise, surprise, most are about the munchkin. Where does she come up with this?
Rebekah and I are watching Little Einsteins (gotta love the DVR) at night while I nurse Ben. Dad is at class and this is the only way to guarantee her butt stays on the couch and she starts getting quiet for the night while I'm single-parenting. The music of the day is introduced--The Moldau by Smetana. One of my favorite pieces and on R's Classical Mix CD. The girl listens and then looks at me. "Mom, this is on my CD. The Moldau."
Rebekah and I are savoring some mommy-daughter time, reading on the couch. I love my bookworm. Ben's asleep; the house is quiet. Rebekah rips one. I try not to laugh. I fail. We both burst out laughing. "Mom, I didn't even eat any beans!"
Reassurance that raising perfect children is not my identity
From Lost Women of the Bible, Mary of Nazareth: "Jesus zeroed in on two sacred institutions for women--motherhood and family--and redefined them both. According to Jesus, a woman's life is truly blessed not when she becomes a mother, but when she hears and obeys his Word. The crowning glory for a woman (as for a man) is to be a disciple of Jesus Christ. This is a woman's true identity and the only path to blessedness."