As I was driving to work. I stopped at a stop light and tried to finish my breakfast. I had made oatmeal about a half hour before I actually got to eat it. For obvious reasons, the oatmeal was cold. As I reflected back on the things I had done that morning I soon became proud of my cold oatmeal.
Having cold oatmeal that day meant that my kids were fed and dressed. It also meant that I got to spend some time with my little girl as I did her hair and got her ready for preschool. It meant that I talked with my mom for a few minutes before getting dressed. It meant that I was able to breastfeed and change the baby. It meant that I was able to talk to my two-year old about his friends at daycare.
There have been days where I make my breakfast, sit down to eat and don’t get to finish my breakfast for a long time. There are also times that I finally go to eat my food and my kids ask for bites (mind you they have already eaten). Some of those times I have gotten annoyed and thought, “man, why can’t I ever eat a meal in peace, have an actual warm meal, or have an entire meal to myself.” Believe me, I have had those days and thoughts often. But, today was different. Today I was proud of the fact that my cold oatmeal meant that I had taken care of my kids and spent some precious moments with them before having to leave them. I work part time as a school counselor, but this week starts four week of working full-time because it’s one of our busiest times of the year. This is a day that I usually have off from work, but had to work so maybe I was feeling sentimental.
As we are celebrating the Christmas season I am brought to think about all the amazing things I am thankful for in my life. There are the huge things like the thankfulness I feel that I get to be a wife and mom to some amazing people. How gratefult I am to my mom for all she sacrificed for me. How grateful I am to have a roof over my head and that my family is provided for. The fact that we live in a free country. There are a lot of days where I take my cold oatmeal for granted, but today I am grateful for cold oatmeal and the opportunity to be mother to three incredible kids. I am grateful for precious moments with the incredible kids, and the chance I get to serve them and think about someone other than myself. Heaven knows they will grow up too fast. One day I will get to enjoy all the warm oatmeal bowls in the world, but for now, I’ll take it cold.