I am exhausted. Physically, mentally, emotionally.
But I am excited too. Our daughter's 8th birthday celebration is in 2 day. Her excitement is so cute! I love it. She is making her own decorations that say...."Happy Birthday, Shai!" LOL It is priceless.
I wish I was feeling better so that I could feel totally rested and relaxed for this party. Instead I am anxious and frustrated...although I am making a concerted effort not to be.
My house is a disaster....with being away from the house for nearly a week solid when my Grandpa was in the hospital, a trip to the ER, and 2 sick kids in the process, I just haven't had the time (or more to the point..the energy) to get it "guest-ready". My new mantra is "Oh well." I'm hoping that, since most everyone coming on Saturday is family, everyone will be able to overlook my mess and enjoy Shai's day. And at the same time....I have to let go of my pride and realize that as humiliating as it may be my house will not be perfect. It never is...but this time it will be so far from it. As I realize that, I have to make a choice, I can either be miserable, and frustrated and anxious over the whole ordeal, or I can choose to let go and enjoy this day that we have set aside for our daughter.
I am doing my best to stay upbeat. I would relish any prayers sent up along that vein though!

I need to just let go of this. I need (and truly desire) to just enjoy this day and this time with our family...in honor of our daughter.