Ch-ch-ch-changes

I'm not a big fan of change. I'm definitely a girl of routine and order. I like to know when, why, where, and how things are happening. With that said, I've gone through my fair share of change in my mere 27 years. I have had a permanent address is 6 different places in 4 different states from Maine to North Carolina. I switched high schools at age 15 after going to school with the same kids from kindegarten to 9th grade. There have been some major changes in my life that frankly were just out of my control. Maybe that's why I try so hard to control the things that I'm actually able to...yes, I'm a bit of a control freak (just ask my husband). I like my house to be clean. I like my clothes folded a certain way and put away in a certain spot. I think I re-arrange the pantry every time I go grocery shopping because it gets too cluttered. I wake up pretty much at the same time, drink my coffee and read my Bible for the same amount of time, and run pretty much the same route every morning. I know I'm probably sounded a bit obsessive compulsive but I warned you, I just like routine.
So, you can imagine how flipped upside down my life was 10 weeks ago when we went from a household of 2 to a household of 4 in mere hours. Literally, we were called about the foster children at noon and they were in our custody by 5pm that evening. Talk about major change. I didn't handle it too well the first few weeks...toys all over the floor, clothes strewn throughout the house, not to mention (the worst of all) the toilet seats being left up all throughout the house! But let me share some important lessons that I have learned about "parenthood".
1. Investing in the boy's lives is way more important than a clean house. I had a hard time with it at first, but now I'd much rather sing a few extra songs at bedtime than have 10 more minutes to clean the bathrooms. The boys aren't going to remember if the house was spotless but they will (I hope) remember the time we took to love on them.
2. We have to pick our battles. Yes, discipline is important but some times just aren't worth it (expecially when any kind of disipline is brand new to them). I found myself, at first, wanting to boys to do things exactly like I wanted it. But now I'm learning that if it isn't going to hurt them physically or morally, it's probably best to just let it slide. For example...the boys got new coats a few weeks ago and they loved them so much that they refused to take them off even inside the house. While I preferred that they took their coats off in the house, it just wasn't worth the battle.
3. Life must go on. Since Chris works on Saturdays I spend a lot of quality time with the boys by myself. However, it makes me a little nervous to take them anywhere because, well frankly, taking 2 small children anywhere is a little daunting. Saturday is the day that I, like most people, run my necessary errands. This morning, I loaded the boys up in the car and we went to Target. I'll be honest, it's the first time in 10 weeks I have attempted to take them by myself anywhere. And guess what, it was a success! It's nice to know that instead of planning my life around the boys, I can just involve them in it.
4. Last but not least, I have learned just how important it is to have a supportive spouse. Chris has been amazing over the past 10 weeks and I am so thankful. He is the best "foster dad" and will definitely be an amazing father to our kids one day!
Not only have my life circumstances changed over the past 10 weeks, but I know that I have also changed. I'm learning to appreciate each day and the blessings that it brings. So, if change is what it takes to become the woman that God wants me to be, then bring on the change!