Last night I truly felt like I was a single mom. Do not get me wrong, my husband is great help, until last night. The baby was up a lot last night with gas (well that is my fault, I ate taco soup.) The two year old was in our room at midnight. I turned over and I had this feeling that someone was staring at me, and I was right. Trey was. I get him and put him in our bed, thinking that he would just go right to sleep. Wrong! At 1:30 he was getting off the bed to go play. I ask my husband to get him. Needless to say he did not move, so I had to get Trey and told him to lay down or he was going back to his room. At 2:00 the baby was back up. I was giving gas drops it seemed all night. Well, I am give out this morning, so it is a big cup of coffee morning for me. I praying that my husband will at least wake up tonight to just help with the two year old. Have a good day.
I am here to express my feelings on being a stay at mom and what the my Abba Father has done for me. I hope that you are touched in some way or maybe just have some good advice for me. All I know is that I can not do anything with out my Father, and I am not perfect either. I am just forgiven. Thank God for that.