Can I still count my week with Nate away as a success when the day after he gets home, I am completely losing it every 2 minutes?? Hmmmm....
On a positive note, for the record, Sunday at church was awesome. The kids were on their best behavior. We had a little talk that morning about being reverent and what I expected of them, and they delivered!! Then, as a bonus... on the subway ride home, I had Bart on my back, Sayer in the MacLaren and Asher on the buggy board attached to the stroller. We got on the subway, and I could feel all eyes on me, I guess I was quite the spectacle all by myself. A few stops later, a man gets up to get off and says:
"for the record, you're amazing!" followed by another lady saying "I second that". I said "thank you!"
Yeah, I felt like a rockstar. Sometimes I feel like Heavenly Father prompts people to say stuff like that to show his appreciation, and to show me that other people think what I am doing is hard and commendable. Not that it should matter what other people think, but it helps me feel validated. Either way, it made my day.