Thankful Thursday

Earlier this week Frank found out that he did not get the job that he had a great interview with a few weeks back.  We were really devastated but knew that better plans were coming our way.  We have been praying that God would open doors that no man could close.  It's the truth that we have been clinging to during this season.  The day that we found out was just a rough day.  The girls were whiny and extra demanding.  I was tired.  Frank had a rough day at his current job, moral has been down for him and then the news of the job was just a total low blow to his little ego.  He had that look, you know- the look.  He needed to get out of here.  He called his buddy and 5 hours later, a few cigars and a HUGE cup of coffee, he was a new man.  Thankful.

When he is gone, I can not sleep.  I hate guys night, not because he is gone, in fact, I enjoy the alone time.  But I can not sleep when he is gone.  When he goes out of town... I'm terrified and don't sleep.  When we were in Charlotte, I would go and stay at my parents house.  I'm not kidding.  Now that we live here in Charleston, I make Frank load the shot gun for me and it stay next to me in our bedroom.  I'm not kidding.  Don't shoot in the back, you will go to jail for that.  In the front is self defense.

So the night that he was out having his attitude adjustment, AB kept waking up.  I had trouble getting her to bed.  Frank is the one that normally puts her to bed, while she is a momma's girl, she wants her daddy to put her to bed.  He's more fun, I guess.  She finally goes down but then wakes back up at 930, wanting him, calling for him.  I get her and give her a snack, tuck her back in, only to hear her cried for "daddy" again at 1130.  I go and get her- she's crying/whining and saying "daddy nite nite" over and over.  I tell her that daddy went bye bye but he'll be home soon.  Long story short, I couldn't console her so I just laid her down on his side of the bed and laid down next to her.  She was calm.

I watched her take her deep- about to fall asleep breathes.  I could feel her hot breath on my arm as I stroked her sweet tan face.  I literally watched her fall asleep.  I have never been able to do this with her past the age of like 6 months.  It was the most beautiful thing.  I wanted to grab my phone to take a picture of her, but didn't.  It was so intimate, so beautiful, so sweet.  While her blinks started to take longer and longer and she was fighting falling asleep, I leaned over and kissed her and whispered in her ear and she was gone.  Dead asleep.  I didn't know what to do!  Like I said, this has NEVER happened before.  So when she started to move around, I told her it was time to go back to her crib and she did and that was it.  Fast asleep.

When Frank got home, I told him about what happened.  Hello dad guilt, I didn't know you existed!  

I'm thankful for these people.  I"m thankful that Frank chose me to mother these children.  I'm thankful for these beautiful children that we have been intrusted with.  They are so pretty, both inside and out.

Thankful.