I finally came to a realization a few days ago that we have entered into a new phase in life and I am trying to come to terms with the new "normal" of our life. At first I thought I was just catching up from Jacob's birth, or the start of a new school year, or having kids in 4 different schools, or Joel's crazy work schedule with preparing for and going through an annual audit at work, or whatever else I could think of. I kept thinking, unrealistically, that life would slow down and things would get back to normal. I have finally realized we have a new normal in life.
This new normal includes:
~not signing or completing every paper that comes home from school as soon as the kids hand it to me.
~skimming the said papers for the due date and then leaving them on the counter for sometimes a couple days before I get around to reading, completing, and signing them for the kids.
~family scripture study at different times of the day depending on the day of the week and when we can all be home together.
~Thomas and Spring gone lots of evenings babysitting and realizing we are going to have to schedule our own children if we need a baby-sitter!
~Not being able to really talk with Joel in more than a couple sentences until the kids are in bed.
~not having all the kids in bed by 7 pm at night. Thomas, and sometimes Spring, still doing homework until sometimes 8:30 at night.
~Living in my car EVERYDAY from 3:30-dinnertime and then again after dinnertime sometimes.
~letting go of the little things because they really aren't important...like having the kitchen clean after breakfast and before the kids are off to school, or sweeping the floor right after every meal, or having clean windows. I am even OK with it most of the time.
I am beginning to create a new routine for our family in our new "normal." The cool thing about this new normal is I get to see our children experiencing new and exciting things in life. Sometimes, well most days, I wonder if the little things I do all day long really matter. Many are mundane and menial and seldom noticed. I had an experience last week that helped me understand my part really does matter and makes a difference.

There was a day when I was gone from home almost from the moment the kids got on the bus until just before they started coming home from school. The afternoon and evening was crazy and just not as calm. There just didn't seem to be order in our home and I think we all felt it. As we struggled that afternoon and evening to get through things I realized the little things I do each day really make a difference in the atmosphere of our home. I try really hard to have our home be a refuge for our children to come home to. A place that is welcoming. I try to have a lot of the "tasks" of the day done by the time they get home so I can focus on them. I want to be available to hear about the good and not-so-good parts of their day. I want dinner to be a time we can sit and relax together for a few moments as we share about our days. This was not the case when I was gone all day long. I know there are times when I am going to be gone for large parts of the day and we work through those days. I am just grateful that is not our normal.

I was fortunate enough to have my mom home each day when I came home from school. I know I took it for granted and didn't thank her enough, if at all, for sacrificing so many things for herself so that she could create a refuge for us to return to each day. I pray I can emulate the goodness of my mom for my family so they will one day be able to look back and realize when they walked into their home they felt relief and safety from the world.