one of THOSE days.

Yes. This week I had one of THOSE days.

You know, the day where you burn up pizza dough AND the wooden bowl it was rising in when you forget it is in there and preheat the oven to 425 to pre-bake the non-wheat crust for one of your children.

The day where you just can't seem to find the patience for your oldest child who is being super grumpy and naughty and then you realize she is running a fever and just doesn't feel well.

The day where you get off the phone from a teary conversation with your mom and three piano students come walking through your front door to see your red, blotchy, swollen face because they thought they still had one more week of lessons even though lessons concluded at the end of last month and you hope they think your allergies are just acting up today.

The day where you look around and can't remember the last time your floor didn't feel sticky, your dishes were completely done, the toys were all put away, and your sanity was in tact.

The day where your husband has to leave for a meeting eating PB and J (because of said burned dinner) and you are standing in the middle of a messy kitchen with both your children crying and needing to be held and you are still trying to figure out what you, yourself, will eat for dinner.

Oh, yes. What a day it was.

But now that THAT day is over, I am glad we had a "rock bottom" kind of moment. I went to bed that night looking up scriptures on patience and praying that I could be a better mommy. I woke up the next day and, because she was sick, Dorothy slept in a whole extra THREE hours. Lucy and I got laundry done, dishes put away, and food prepped for later use. Tender mercies always seem so plentiful on the heels of one of THOSE days.

Now we have woken up to another beautiful day. Dot still has a fever but is smiling, and Lucy is just now cooing in her crib. And the three of us are off to tackle more tasks that seemed insurmountable just a few short days ago.