One Secret to Success as a Working Mom: Remember Kids Will Be Kids

At Atria's I have SO many incomplete blog posts that it's laughable. They're incomplete because I'll start writing them and then life happens. They're incomplete because in between my inspiration for the post and editing it, I realized that I had a sponsored post to complete. They're incomplete because some national event took precedence. They're incomplete because I realized that we needed milk, eggs, or some other essential and I just forgot about it. There are so many explanations about why they're incomplete that I could devote an entire series of posts to that. Instead, I'd like to share a post from several years ago about how my kids messed up my grandmother's birthday dinner...

A Peek Into the Life of a Working Mom: Counting My Blessings

There are days when I think even atheists praise God. Today is one of those days. Yesterday I heard some very disturbing news about a young woman that reminded me of how blessed I am and have been. It’s not that I haven’t had challenges, but knowing about the challenged faced by others has a way of giving me perspective.


Counting my blessings

Today, I got up and went for a run. The sun is shining, which is always a major event in Pittsburgh. As I ran along the river I really experienced the splendor of it. I noticed the geese, the smells and enjoyed the warmth of the sunshine on my face. With each step my faith was renewed. I don’t know why I am so enormously blessed, but I believe that right thing to do, the only thing I can do is to be grateful.
Once my toddler wakes up I am going to hug her hard and enjoy every moment with her—even the crying, whining and potty accidents! (We’ll see if that’s a reality. I am grateful, but I am not perfect.)
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Comments

mrsgregwillis said…
It sure was a beautiful day for that. And yes, hug the toddler lots and enjoy the precious times.