Angels

Okay, Here it is, midnight on the dot. I just finished feeding and snuggling my little Murphy to sleep. Yes, I should jump in bed and take advantage of every minute that I have to sleep but I am so full of emotions I had to come express it somewhere.

This last week has been so full of ups and downs. Coming home I was so overwhelmed and really wondered how I was going to survive. This week I have really gotten back into a routine and life is good. I now realize that I won't be able to do it all; but that is okay. My house will never be perfectly clean again (unless my mother moves in permanently). There will probably always be dishes in the sink and laundry on the floor. I will probably always be stumbling over Maysers cars or the other little boys Power Rangers and Ninja Turtles... My blog will not be updated as usual (sorry). Macee's hair might not always look like she is headed to the prom and will probably be seeing alot more time in a pony tail, and I won't be bargaining with Mick like usual to wear jeans one day a week rather than his slickers constantly but you know what... I have really come to grips with the fact that as long as I can tuck my kids in at night knowing that they know how much they are loved, what else matters?

I sit here with tears thinking about how precious and priceless life is. I hold this tiny little Murphy in my arms and I am so amazed at the angels that have been sent to me. I will never be the perfect mother, I am sure of that. But, perfection is not what my kids need. They need a mommy that loves them regardless of everything else that is going on around them in this crazy world we live in. Okay, I am getting a little sappy but I look at little Murphy knowing this will be the last time I get to experience the "newborn" stage and as seriously crazy and insane as it sounds, I will miss this. I wish I could freeze time and let him be this precious forever because heaven knows that soon, he will be throwing toys and wrestling his brothers like the rest of them.

Okay, I will go to sleep know but I am thoroughly enjoying being a new mommy again, even if it is the 4th time in 5 years. It never gets old. Murphy is going to be one spoiled little teammate with the love he is getting from this "not so small" Madsen household. It is a constant argument of who gets to hold him next. He doesn't get put down. We are sooo in trouble. We are loving him and once again just feel the overwhelming blessing of having another healthy baby in our home. Goodnight!