Day 345 - Nearly A Night Off

Last night, after working all day, I arrived home to chili cooking on the gas stove. My husband had the day off, and he had decided to make some dinner.

As well, he decided to take two of my three children to a local baseball game to give me the night off. Thankfully, my toddler boarded the SUV and went to the game, so I was really looking forward to putting my feet up and watching a chick flick by myself...in peace and quiet.

My middle child was lying on the downstairs couch with a tummy ache and headache. She was asleep, so I ran up the stairs to my room with my netbook, logged onto Netflix and chose the perfect drama movie. I had just finished loading it when my daughter ran up the stairs shouting, "I'm going to throw up!"

I sighed, pressed "pause," and followed her into the bathroom to rub her back and be a good mommy. She's old enough to know when that feeling strikes, and sure enough, she was ill. "Mommy, pull my hair back!" It's a yucky job, but a good Mama will press through the ordeal with a steel stomach and a gentle hand.

Then it was over, and I had to help wash her up and prepare a makeshift bed on the bathroom floor. There were tears, so I sat beside her and rubbed her and cooed softly to her.

And then I bolted back to my bedroom, threw my feet up onto my bed and hit "play" on the computer screen.

I spent a marvelous hour and a half watching a romantic drama. Ahhhhhhhhh! And I even had 25 minutes left over, so I checked on my daughter who was sleeping on the cool bathroom floor, then jumped back into bed and fell asleep.

It was dark by the time my husband and two other children came banging through the front door, wildly excited and chatty about the baseball game.

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Lord, thank you for my stolen time by myself last night. I don't get that luxury very often, and when I do, I am SO thankful for it! Amen.