Tuesday.

It's freezing. And I love it. I made chili last night and drank pumpkin beer. I bumbled my littles up last night to head to the soccer field and spent an hour walking the trails with a new friend. It was just what I needed after the Monday I had.

Yesterday was one of those really long, hard days. It even started that way. I woke knowing I was going to have to bring my A game (and I failed miserably!). I knew I was extremely over-tired, considering I haven't had a night's sleep in about 5 days. All kids were out of school. The house was a wreck. My patience was long gone. And we are battling another awful ear infection with Baker, and boy, any doubt I had about putting tubes in his ears so young has been wiped clean away! Both S and B are set to get tubes put in next Thursday, the 18th. I'm praying this will be the answer for SaySay's ear woes and Baker's continual ear infections. After 48 hours of antibiotic, he finally slept last night. Praise Jesus. We all needed it!

This morning I woke feeling better. I love how freezing it is in my house (although I'm quite sure I won't love it in another month when my sweet hubs STILL won't let me turn the heat on, ha!). Sean headed to work early (530am, anyone?), and I headed into the kitchen for coffee and quiet time. Sometimes the complete quiet of 6am is really nice. Today was one of those mornings.

I'm thankful for these times of quiet after what seemed like a string of really loud, long days. I'm thankful for hot coffee and silent prayers. I'm thankful for a husband who came in last night, knowing just how fried I was, and sent me for a hot bath with a glass of wine.

It's the in between, the precious minutes in seemingly long hours. My husband's arms wrapping around me tight after a very long day (or days). It's a friendship sparked in usual places. It's a sweet baby girl climbing in my lap and saying her prayers as the lights go off. It's the little things that pull us through. Praise God for that.