The smell of Desitin fills my brain as I think back on my day of horrible diaper rash, a day of horrible, painful screams, and a recovering ear infection of my little man, Micah. It started at 5:30am, and we didn’t make it to church. I was dressed and almost ready, then just dropped everything and decided to stay home at watch Pearl Harbor…sacrilegious? Irreverent? Perhaps…I don’t know. I just know that I didn’t have the energy to get it all together and show up (very late…I might add after realizing all that I still had to do to get there). To add to it, I’m feeling more and more like a crippled old woman…being almost 8 months pregnant and sore all over! (Don’t worry, the point of this post is not to whine and complain…I’m getting somewhere). So I’ve had some time to reflect after baby was put to bed (quite easily…thank you Lord) and Daniel was back at the church. The thing that popped into mind was on Thanksgiving day, after I completed and ate my first complete Thanksgiving dinner and was feeling quite sore. Micah was attempting to nap…but it wasn’t going well. I went to his room to practice the “Sleep Lady Shuffle” (I will talk about this in a future post…great book about sleep issues and children) and sat in my rocking chair to calm him and wait for him to go back to sleep. While rocking…the most amazing contentment and calm rushed over me. (I don’t EVER feel that way when I’m trying to help Micah sleep…normally it is straight ANXIETY and feelings of failure). All of a sudden, all I wanted to do was just to be there…watching my son sleep and the sudden urge came to pray for a few specific needs of people in my life. The point is, that God showed up…there in that dark room filled with lullabies and the sound of rain…though I’ve been struggling with Him and trying to find my place in this new phase of my life called motherhood…He came. I knew He would…wasn’t sure when. So tonight, it occurred to me that He is making something new in me…again. Just when I felt that I had things under control, my world was flipped…as it turns out, He’s still working on me.