And the "fun" never ends...

*You are cordially invited to "My Pitty Party"*

Averie woke up with a gushing face...eyes, nose, mouth (drool is as always). So now I get to play the game of "keep away twin sister (who she spends every waking hour with) and big brother, so we do not have to pay a 100 dollar Dr. bill for 3 babies with colds!" *sigh*
It is days like today---when Jack has not one nice thing to say and wants to be held constantly (its adorable, but only until one or both girls needs me)--- that I wonder how on earth "God never gives us more than we can handle". I do not undestimate the Lord, but it seems like the more I pray for strength and patience, the more I get weak and impatient. It is a rather annoying process actually.
Where do I begin to balance it all? Sometimes I just would like to say "forget it, I can't please everyone" But then I realize that I am more of a fighter than that and can not submit to that sort of lazyness. My very nature is what haunts me as a mother and wife because I set high expectations of myself; never quit, always honest, perfectionist, and down right anal at times.
I need to learn where to draw the line for my own sanity and the sake of my family.
I am in the very early learning process right now.
So here is my list of what is important in my life:
1) The Lord, who needs to be above all else
2) My husband
3) My babies--that they are in a loving, structured environment
4) Ministry

That is all...seems so easy when looking at it on the screen! Maybe it is easy and I just have the tendency to make it all harder than it has to be? Yep, that's it.