My day in songs
I had a hard mom morning. It came after a long night of rough sleep with a baby. It was one of those mornings where you cannot see straight and you kind of just stare at the wall. I grumbled to myself as I made breakfast. And in the background, I hear by 2 year old daughter start to sing "Spirit of the Living God." Yes. "Spirit of the living God, Spirit of the living God, We only want to hear your voice We're hanging on every word" One of the ways I can get myself into trouble is that I will freak out about freaking out. I get anxious that I'm anxious or sad that I got sad. In other words, I will let my feelings drive instead of validating them and putting them in their proper place. So I was doing a bit of that this morning . . . My baby boy is currently in a stage where he only wants to sleep in his carseat or while being held (actually he his currently strapped to my chest as I write this). So we loaded into the car to meet some friends for co...