After the baptism, we stopped at his work to pick up his car. Needing some quiet time, I grabbed at the chance to be alone. I told him I wouldn't be coming straight home. I searched all over town to find a place that was still open to get my toenails done. They were all closed! There were no good movies in the theater so I picked up a cheap DVD from Walmart, bought some shiny new polish for my toes and headed home. I cleaned the living room, cleared the table, sent everyone to bed and watched my love movie.
I'm not sure what part of that formula was the key ingredient, but with them together, I was healed. Because of the time change, we had an extra hour before church. Justin and I had some quiet time together before the noisy pods woke up. I had plenty of time to get ready for church, find shoes for all of my kids, feed the small ones, fix hair, brush teeth and get out the door without any lost tempers.
Church went pretty well, considering we are preparing 85 children for the Sacrament Meeting Presentation and today was the first practice. Also considering the fact that there were three infant blessings and I still struggle with my own loss during those tender moments.
We had waffles for lunch and then I took a nap. A whole nap.
After the nap, we went outside for a fire and had some good family discussions and retelling of old stories.
Everyone wasn't all happy all the time, but my patience was back and I was able to put out the fires without losing it.
There you have it. Reality