If you are a Mama, then I know you are well versed at multitasking. Most often, I start my days with my feet running, doing at least three thing at once. Almost every morning I fix breakfast, dress a kid and gulp my coffee all at the same time. And, with the addition of Maryclaire, I have learned I can do almost anything one handed!
With all that juggling I feel like I could put on my clown face and join the circus. And while sometimes I feel like supermom, other times I feel like a complete failure because at some point in the circus act, the clown is going to drop a ball. Since Maryclaire's arrival my duties have increased tenfold. I'd forgotten how much time it takes just to diaper a newborn! Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining-I love serving my family and I love that I am able to stay at home and take care of family's needs. But, the inevitable happened with all the changes in my everyday duties-I dropped a ball. I'm not going to say just what ball I dropped, but it was a pretty important one (No, we're not getting our power cut off and we still have food to eat in the pantry!).
I felt/feel terrible. I really didn't even realize the ball had dropped until it was pointed out to me. But there it was, motionless, begging to be picked back up and put in the game. And I am working on just that...getting all my balls back in a groove. I'm sure it won't be the last time I neglect something in my life, I just pray the next ball I drop is just as forgivable.
With the stresses of everyday life, have you dropped a ball lately? Remember it's never too late to pick it up and put back in your act. Right now, I am thankful I have so many blessing to juggle.