5 outfits in 12 hours.

Yes, you read that right.  Today proved to me that scheduling my day will be just plain old difficult.  I had grand ambitions for today.  And well, as you read in the title, Hannah had different plans.  She woke up this morning and decided to have a growth spurt.  About time.  I just wish she had warned me sooner.  Instead, every two hours, almost on the dot, she would start to wail and wouldn’t stop until the bottle was inside of her mouth.  Hence, my unproductive day.  As for the 5 outfits in 8 hours, well, let’s just say that twice, I cleaned poop out from in between her toes.  Yes, her toes.  Yes, twice.  Blow-out central.

Despite it all, however, I just had an overwhelming sense today that “it still counts”.  Even if I’m distracted 97% of the time while I’m in the Prayer Room, it still counts that I’m there.  Even if I start to pray for one person only to finish up that prayer 3 hours later when I remember, it still counts.  Even if my intercession looks disjointed, scattered, and weak, it still counts.  Even if I spend the majority of my day feeding Hannah, changing diapers, and trying to calm her down enough to fall asleep, I can still please God.  I absolutely love that about Him.