A little bird told me…

My family is truly one of my greatest blessings. I have a wonderful, supportive husband who works so hard for us and I have 3 beautiful children. However, sometimes being a wife and a Mom is Hard. (Notice the capital “H”).
This is what I was thinking when I pulled into the driveway tonight after a very long night and a very long day. I was thinking about how sometimes the rug gets pulled right out from under you when you least expect it. (It didn’t help that I sat in the car after running errands with all the kiddos and listened to two very sad country songs.) Anyway, as I was unloading and thinking how hard some days are, I decided I needed a hug. So I unbuckled my snuggly little 2yr. old who is sooo full of love and I wrapped my arms around him and sat there on the floor of the van. Kind of feeling a little bit bad for myself, which is so annoying, I know.
Out of nowhere, okay, out of the huge tree hanging over our driveway, a bird decided to poop all over my foot (which was only in flip flops) and the bottom of my jeans. Eeewww! And I just started to laugh. (It may have been in disbelief and hysterics at first- but then I really did laugh for real.) So thankyou, Bird, for letting me know it could be worse!