A few weeks ago, while Goose and Prissy were in summer ballet camp, I met a few other moms. At first glance, I was very intimidated. Thinking I was the only mom who didn't have life with littles figured out. However, as we shared with each other for one hour a day, four days that week, we all realized, "Thank God! We are not crazy."
No, we are the new normal.
We shared our anxieties, that of late had left us battling a crazy version of ourselves. We concluded, of course, the reasoning: sleep deprivation, teething babies, homeschoolers who didn't want to do school, middle child syndrome. And on, and on, and on...
After that week, I was so grateful for a simple decision to break from my normal and take the girls to ballet. The best gift I've received in a long time came in meeting these three women. Homeschool moms with littles. Each feeling unhealthy, crazy; and with a twisted sense of happy, we were all so grateful for each other. I saw this as the olive beach God had for me as he chuckled at my realization that "crazy is ok".