The old me would have broken down. Freaked out. Frozen perhaps. Cried? Not sure…
Apparently the new me, the healed me, handled it just fine. Talked myself through it with logic. Sure, I was sweating a little. But, I made it.
Maybe the average mom would have thought it was no big deal, but I felt victorious.
I was at my brother’s house this past week and yesterday I was watching my own two children (nearly 2yrs old and nearly 4 years old) and my brother’s youngest two (3 week old baby and nearly 2 year old) while my sister-in-law took their oldest girl to preschool and went to a doctor appointment.
As these things happen, both two year olds had poopy diapers at the exact same time. Of course. And then the baby started screaming. Brain starts to go into overdrive – the old me wanting to freak out – but no, this is the healed me, the new me. I can do this.
One step at a time.
Poopy diapers need to go, and its ok for Baby David to cry for a bit until its done. I pick up David and balance and bounce him and shush him in the crook of my knee (sitting cross-legged on the floor) while I have a system going on the other side with the girls. Wipes, diapers, you-lay-down-toes-to-nose-wipe-new-diaper-NEXT!
My sweatshirt comes off. Isn’t getting hot in here? This was work!
I’m surprising myself at my calm. Wow…I CAN do this. No sure I could do it everyday, but I CAN do it.
I find the baby’s pacifier, we have a good thirty minutes before mama can come home to feed him – better get him back to sleep or it would be a loud 30 minutes.
Success.
*sigh*
*grin*
I feel good. Really good. I did it.
The old me would have been crying at this point, desperate for the mom to return, wondering how I could’ve deluded myself into thinking I could have been any help at all, babysitting this many kids including a newborn for the love. The new me, the healed me, is happy that all that is behind me. That deep, dark tunnel is gone and I have stepped into the light that used to be a distant pin-prick at the end of the tunnel.
It is a peaceful place.
And I could not have gotten here without the help of health professionals, the support and prayers of faithful loved ones, and the grace and love of my Savior.
I am thankful today.
If you are in that tunnel now, please know that you too will be out of it sooner than you think. Keep taking one more step forward at a time.
Encouragement