Ringmaster Part II

     I know I promised it wouldn't be very long before I posted again, but you know how life gets out of control sometimes.  Sissy's wedding was wonderful, and tiring.  I think I learned now more than ever that she, Adod, and I are all three just Greeks in training. (I don't know if I've mentioned this, but Sissy and I refer to our mom's as "the Greeks", which we got from the moms and aunts off of "My Big Fat Greek Wedding".  We loved those bossy loud ladies so much without knowing why until one day we got lost in a nearby city with our mothers in the backseat.  It all became very clear.)  In truth, we are more like the Greeks than we realize, and we are ever getting closer to being the same.  We are all just lively, energetic, opinionated women.  No wonder there were almost a few fist fights and maybe a couple of tantrums during the weekend.  It was wonderful.
     Sissy was one of the most beautiful brides I have ever seen, and I 'm not exaggerating.  There was a beauty radiating from her that is God given.  Things fell together perfectly thanks in large part to Godmother (her mommy).  Lots of people helped out; so many family and friends were there from out of town as well as those who live here, so there was always a lot going on.  Sissy held it together pretty well.  There were very few times that we saw a crack in her composure, and even then, probably only those of us who know her best would have seen it.  She never speaks harshly to people, and there were a few times she got a little snippy and demanding.  I think any bride has that right.  If ever there were a stressful week in the life of a woman, that is one.  Anyway, she was absolutely gorgeous, the ceremony was perfect, and Taylor will be a wonderful husband to her.  He was one of the most precious grooms I have ever seen during a ceremony, and it is obvious that he is deeply in love.

     As for Princess, she was a beautiful little flower girl.  She was already tired by the time pictures started and the day broke heat records, so that made things a little difficult in the life of a four year old.  She was not the easiest she had ever been to deal with, but she was the most beautiful cowboy boot clad flower girl I had ever laid eyes on.  It's amazing to me how as a parent we can look at our child one day and love them even more deeply.  She did her job well coming down the aisle, but couldn't last on stage through the 45 minute ceremony.  She went and sat with my Godparents aka Memaw and Pepaw.  How she almost fell asleep in that heat is amazing to me.  She had fun at the reception, of course, and only requested ice cream as her prize for doing well.  (Yes, at one point I was willing to bribe her.)

     Dean, my personal hero once again, dealt with our real life while I was in a wedding wonderland last week.  He shuffled his two work schedules around quite a bit.  He kept them, dressed them, and kept them quiet at the wedding.  He and his dad (his parents also attended, because they know the family, and well, it's a small town and we're all freakishly close) took the twins out of the covered outdoor area and let them play in the grass.  My mom went to my house for a few hours earlier in the day to help him out some, so that he wouldn't be too far behind on the farm.  It was a wild few days.  Just to give you a feel for it, here's our schedule for part of that week:
Wednesday night--Dean and I held our weekly small group and then went to my Godmother's to see Adod and her husband before the chaos hit.
Thursday - I worked all day, Dean worked half a day and then left due to us not having a sitter, I went home to relieve Dean so he could get some work done, an hour later, a different sitter came, I left to go to a bridesmaid's dinner with Sissy, Dean came in about 3 hours later to relieve the sitter, I was with Sissy and the other girls until about 1 am, while Dean got everyone fed and in bed.
Friday-- Dean went to work, I got up at 6:30 (the kids must have forgotten I was up late), cleaned the house, took all three children on an hour long jewelry delivery run, then I went back to town and met my parents for breakfast, dropped Tinker Belle off with my mother in law, took Princess and Tank with me to a PreK evaluation for Princess (30 minutes in the opposite direction), came back from there, took those two with me to the store to pick up some necessities (ie toilet paper), picked up Tinker Belle, a plant hanger, and some jars that were borrowed from a neighbor for the wedding, and headed over to Godmother's where I'm not even sure what help I was other than offering my cute babies to snuggle my godmother who was bearing the heaviest burden of stress at that point.  I then went back home, put the twins down for a nap, got myself ready (and Princess) for the rehearsal, was rescued by AThack from way back who babysat for me because Dean had to be part of the graduation for his high school students and couldn't go with me and wrestle the kiddos.  My mom left the rehearsal, went back to my house and picked up the twins when it was over and then took them to the rehearsal dinner for me.  After the dinner was over, I took them all home, put them to bed and as soon as Dean got home, we collapsed in bed.
Saturday-- I got up at our regular time (6:45), made breakfast, straightened up, and Adod and Sissy picked me up at 9 am.  Dean stayed with all three kids for a few hours, mom came and let him finish up some farm work, then he went back and took care of them and got them ready for the wedding.  Sissy, Adod, and I were all at the beauty shop for the next several hours, then we picked up Princess and went to Godmother's to get our make up done and get ready, then we went to have pictures done at the wedding site, then went back to Godmother's for a freshen up moment, then went back for the actual wedding, then did a few more pictures, then off to the reception.  After the reception, Dean and I were together once again and took our little brood home to roost.  We sat up for a while with Princess, and then called it a night. 

Then we were up again at 6:45 the next morning getting ready for church.

     It's amazing how busy life can be.  These events were all wonderful, but man was I exhausted when it was over, and I'm sure there were a ton of other people who felt the same way.  Before I had children, a weekend like that would have been supplemented with sleeping late and naps and such, but those are just things of the past now.  It's a blessing, still, because Bubby (Tank) loves his early morning snuggles with mommy, and Tinker Belle is so happy when she first wakes up that you can't be mad at her for waking you early with her little "uh ohhs" that she sings from her crib.  This week is another busy one.  Babysitting issues continue, Princess has a dance recital coming up which requires more practices than I personally feel necessary for a four year old, and Premier is having a busy week in my life.  Those are all on top of our regular schedule.  But you know what?  I'm looking straight in the face of summer and thanking God that I have a job that allows me so much time with my children.  I'm reminded why I chose a job that doesn't pay all that much or receive a whole lot of recognition these last weeks when students come by to give me a card or a hand made gift (which doesn't happen too often in a high school), and I know that I'll be on baby time this time next week.  Life is busy, but it is still blessed.  I might have been crying yesterday about what I'm going to do for a sitter the rest of the week (which I still haven't figured out completely right now), but I know I'm lucky for the situation I have.  Sometimes we have to remind ourselves of the truth rather than worrying with the little things.

Here's my prayer to all you other busy mamas and women:
"Thank You, God, for a full life.  Thank You for people around me who are in exciting stages of their lives.  Thank You for the blessing of children to complicate my schedule.  God, I know there are those out there who would love to have so many people around them and so many things to do, and I praise You even when it seems like too much.  Thank You for my parents, in laws, and friends who love me and my children enough to disrupt their own lives to help me accomplish my duties and goals.  Thank You for a husband who is a full time father, Thank You for friends like AThack who will give up a Friday evening to watch my babies, thank You for my mom who will put off her own duties to help my husband with our children, thank You for parents-in-law who will work their schedules around ours when we need them to, thank You for my Godsisters who make me feel like a true sister.  God, I thank You for so many things, and I am humbled because I know I don't deserve them. Thank You for stress, for without it, my life would be empty. I love and praise you."