Yesterday I was taught a big mommy lesson, well a life lesson in general, that Caleb doesn't fit my schedule. Big shocker there, right? Actually no that wasn't the lesson I was talking about but it does have to do with Caleb's schedule. So Monday night I texted my hairstylist asking if we could meet 30 minutes earlier to get my roots touched up. By asking for 30 minutes earlier that would get me home in perfect time to see my beautiful friend, Jamie, and meet her son, Nathan. Boom, boom, boom schedule all set. It would be perfect, everything was planned out as I did in my life pre-Caleb. I am a scheduler by nature, a if I go to this store it is perfect because it is near this store that I need to pick up whatever I need type of person. I like to plan out my day. I am the type of person who by Monday morning I was asking friends their plans for Friday evening so I knew I would have something fun to look forward to and also so that I wasn't at home by myself if Sean was out of town at a track meet or something. My hairstylist graciously agreed to meet me earlier. Fast forward to yesterday morning, it was 8:15am, I got myself dressed, a little make-up (lately it is just mascara and blush), Caleb was sleeping and I thought I would pick him up and put him in his carseat. Nope, he decided he was hungry and since we had a 40 minute drive to my stylist (I have been going to her since 2007 where we lived previously to moving and I am not cutting that relationship anytime soon), I didn't want him screaming all the way there. So feeding it was and that set me back approximately 30 minutes. Remember me asking my stylist to meet 30 minutes earlier, well here I was showing up 30 minutes late. Thankfully, she was understanding and granted me grace for being late. Of course being late to my hair appointment meant I was late already for my next scheduled event, seeing Jamie and Nathan. All the way back I felt so disappointed in myself, and no blame on Caleb. Jamie with 8-week old Nathan granted me grace for being so late and we had a wonderful visit. The rest of the day I got to thinking, try as I might but some days aren't going to come together as well as I would like in my pre-Caleb days. Some days I just have to give myself a pat on the back for just making it through the day despite the dirty house, unwashed dishes, etc.
Grace is a lesson I need to learn quickly to give myself and to give others in general, which I admit I don't do very well, especially those closest to me (sorry Sean) but through the grace two friends showed me yesterday made me realize I need to do it more to others and to myself as well as a new mom.
Grace is allowed because God first showed us grace and if others show us grace, how can we not give it to return?
Very thankful to these two amazing and wonderful women who have taught me more than they could ever imagine :-)