Last week was tricky. I went from having a newborn who was cheerful and content to fussy and irritable over night. My stress level slowly began to rise as the week went on and It became apparent I had over scheduled myself with both commitments and self inflicted expectations. One afternoon as I was headed down the road of self pity when I had several phone conversations that were enlightening...
I spoke with a loved one whose husband will soon be unemployed and is in the process of interviewing for a new job. She's facing the decision to move her family across several states, has four very young children including a new baby and her water heater had gone out. At the time of our conversation she was about to boil water to wash dishes and take all her children to a neighbors home to bath. WoW!
Next I spoke with a dear friend who also has a brand new little one as well as a teenager. She expressed the joys and hardships of being the mom of many children spanning a larger age gap. Homework and hormones, busy schedules and never a dull moment from sun up to sun down.
and lastly, a friend who was near labor with her 10th child and has a husband who works all week out of state. She was simply hoping he would make it home in time!
As I got off the phone with all three women, nearly right in a row, I no longer wanted to feel bad for myself. In fact I had a very distinct thought enter my mind, "you have a great capacity." The thought stayed with me all day, and I went to work.
I'm overwhelmed with the capacity we have as human beings to do hard things. There are examples all around me of people exercising their individual capacity to accomplish or conquer on a daily basis. I can do a fussy baby. I can use my capacity to learn and research why a baby might be fussy. I can stop eating certain foods, I can still be cheerful and helpful to my other family members. I can slow down. I can still make dinner while holding a baby....we all can. I believe we are children of God, who have the capacity to do ALL things we are presented with. I'm so grateful for that knowledge.
After a rough weekend of very little sleep, lots of research, 50 explosive green Poop diapers, lots of crying, and me eating no dairy .....we had a yellow poop this morning, and that yellow poop is making all the difference!
Go forth and exercise your capacity to do whatever comes your way......