Friday, September 1, 2017

{friday morning}

Glad Harvey has left.  About noon yesterday the rains came. Tornado sirens kicked in while I was coming back from taking middle daughter to work. Rain, wind, anxiety. We were at the library picking up a couple of books on hold when the sirens started. Had to hurry out because the librarians were going to make anyone staying go down to the basement. No thank you. Had a bit of time before picking up son. Didn't need to be stuck there.

Today all is well. Yard mucked up with lots of little branches, but my bedroom window is up and it's breezy and cool. Sunny even. Chickens glad their spot isn't still flooded. Probably worm heaven today, scratching about.

Second son's wife, who's due on the 25th, has to go to the hospital today to see if they can turn the baby. Her doctor doesn't want to wait to see if she turns voluntarily. My daughter in law called yesterday, very anxious. They told her the movement could cause her to go into labor or cause problems with the placenta. She didn't need to hear that. She's very tightly wound like I am, so that rattled her cage. Keeping them prayed up.

Other expectant daughter in law, due October 15th, told me she's acquired gestational diabetes. Thankful she's done with school now so she can take care of herself.

Today:  pick up daughter, get a few groceries, put Mississippi pot roast in Crock-Pot, putter

Saturday:   buy altar flowers, see if Kroger has new issue of 'Daphne's Diary,' arrange flowers and set up Communion, pick up daughter, putter

Sunday:  church, clean up altar, putter

Monday:  cook and putter

No visits to see my mom. No phonecalls or emails about her care. Turn off brain.

There are too many people in my life who believe I can keep going all the time. Well-intentioned perhaps, but constant movement and activity rattles my cage. Constant goings on drain me. Even yesterday after everything was done, dinner cooking and we were safe, the wind was gusting to a point where I wanted to scream, and I got dizzy. Partly stress and partly hunger.

Limit? Reached it. My mom's situation chews on the edge of my mind. Hard to put thoughts of that problem out of my mind, but today she is somewhere, and I needn't bother about it.

Free my mind. And as I constantly remind myself, just need to deal with today.

1 comment:

Charm and Grace said...

Appreciate your words this morning on my post, and praying that you can find the peace that passes all understanding in the midst of your storminess. Praying for both d-i-ls, that the Lord will give them healthy deliveries and babies! The first one is always filled with anxious moments. I had gestational diabetes with my 2nd and was giving myself 3 shots a day by the end of pregnancy (hard to believe now, as it was 23 years ago)! But baby was fine and I lived through it... ha! I am praying for God to literally give you rest! Psalm 62 "My soul finds rest in God alone...") is a favorite.