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Originally posted at Here's the Diehl on April 28, 2008:
It’s been a really. rough. day. On top of what you’re about to read, our plumber came today and fixed (we hope) our faucet so we can proceed with the remodel, and him being here required me to take the boys to a plumbing supply place for a part this afternoon near naptime. And my house is still a disastrous mess from the remodel and my lack of cleaning until it’s done.
Midway through today, I was convinced that Bennett was put on this planet to make me lose my mind. He’s short on sleep, because he still needs to nap but refuses to, and this was the day that it all just culminated into him not being able to control himself at all. This comes after several pretty good days, so I was kinda shocked. I finally got him into bed a little after 7, and he was asleep shortly after that.
Luke stayed up to hang out with Matt and watch the Cardinals for a bit, and when it was time for him to go to bed, he asked me if I would climb in bed with him and snuggle. I don’t think he’s done this for a long time, and sadly (internally), my first reaction was to say no. I was so tired and worn out from dealing with the antics of child #2, and I wanted to get to work listing some stuff on ebay. But I decided I would for a couple of minutes, and boy, am I glad I did.
Before I climbed up into his bed, I started his (and the other boys’) “sleeping music.” It’s a CD we were given at the hospital when Luke was born, full of classical music and distributed by Enfamil. Basically from the day we brought him home from the hospital, we’ve played this for him and his brothers every nap time and bedtime, and if they wake at night. By my calculations, this CD (we have many copies) has been played no less than 6800 times since Luke was born…I’m sure it’s far more than that. As the first song started, I was just thrown back in time to his infancy. Walking around with him in his little room in our old house…wondering what the heck I was supposed to do with him when he wailed…rocking him in the chair I now rock Jack Henry…and, of course, the tears started pouring. I stayed there with him longer than I intended, and just told him how thankful I was for having him as part of our family.
I so needed a moment like this with one of my kids today, to demonstrate that this hard, amazing, rewarding, and sometimes totally sucky job is really, really worth it. In a month, Luke is going to be a kindergartener, and he’s smart and funny and kind and loves the Lord. What more could I ask for? Oh yes, a moment like this with Bennett, too, would be nice. I’m going to make that happen tomorrow.
It’s difficult to do, but I think I’m finally learning that I’ll never regret slowing down and taking an extra moment with these boys of mine. It’s always worth it.