It Takes a Village

I'm not...how shall I say?...a "supporter" of Hillary Clinton. So when I looked up the phrase "It takes a village to raise a child" I was pleasantly surprised to find that she didn't coin the phrase. It's an old African proverb.

To be completely honest, I didn't like it when she said it.  It seems that our culture is veering away from the family unit at it's core.  To me, that phrase supported that fact.  I said to myself, it doesn't take a village, it takes a family!!

I believe she said that, or rather wrote that book...in 1996.

How many kids did I have in '96?

Zero.

Ahem.

I still believe the family is the center of a child's life, and the core of society (actually God needs to be the core with the family as the surrounding unit).  However, my day today is a testament to the fact that indeed, on some days, it takes a village.

I've been a little stressed the last few days.  Borderline crazy stressed.  But by the grace of God able to contain it to a "little" stressed.

I had a very successful garage sale this past weekend.  Also went out with my hubby not once, not twice but THREE times (once with three boys but the other two ALONE.  Wow).  All great things but I am behind.  The house is a mess.  Laundry is a mountain. I didn't plan well (or at all?). Starting a crazy week behind is a bit stressful.

Oh, and did I mention I started a job?  I mean, outside the home.  Cuz I have about a thousand jobs inside my home.  I think I'm going to love this "outside" job. It's very low key and very part time.  I love that it reminds me that I'm still a person outside of being a mom.  However, even a little part time is time away from home.

Oh, and did I mention we've had 5 of the kids sick the past two weeks?  Yes, FIVE. Blech.  That always stresses me out.  I hate it when my kiddos are sick.

And Brandy is starting busy time.  Harvest.

Anyhoo, on to today.

So I'm at my job and the school secretary calls.

Jaden is going on a field trip with his class and he doesn't have a sack lunch.

CR*P.

When do they leave?  Ten minutes.  TEN MINUTES!  My job is flexible so I could leave.  But to get home, throw something together and get it to school in 10 minutes I'd have to be Superman (errr..Superwoman.  At the very least I'd need a cape and some superpowers).

While I'm contemplating my superpowers the secretary tells me the 3 Kindergarten teachers think they have enough in their lunches to feed him as well.

H.u.m.b.l.i.n.g.

Turned out fine.  According to the teacher he very much enjoyed eating bits and pieces of every other Kindergartners' lunch, and they enjoyed sharing.  She said he probably ate more than he would have if he had his own lunch.  Thank you Village.

Home ten minutes from work and took Svanna to the doctor.  She had a sore throat and I wanted her checked for strep.  Thankfully it's just a sinus thing.  Not fun, but she's on the mend.  Home 15 minutes from that and had to pick up Sierra from school to take her an hour+ away to a routine medical appointment.  So...

How was I going to get Summer to her first dance class when I was over an hour away?  Especially since hubby is starting in the field and working late?  Hmmmm....

Stressful. 

Thankfully a wonderful girlfriend to the rescue.  Village.

Oops.  Not going to be home in time to take Tye to football practice.  Argh.  Another friend to the rescue.  She also offered to bring him home from practice.  Village.

I did get home in time to pick up Summer from her dance class.  Or so I thought.  I thought I was on time, but I was actually a half hour late.

Another dance mom brought her home.  Village.

Wow.  What a day!  I can either let it beat me down or lift me up.

Negative:  I failed today.  Many times.  Forgot this.  Didn't plan that. Got that wrong.

Positive:  I live in a wonderful community with a good school, many friends and kind people.  What a blessing!!

Praise God.  Some days...it takes a village.