finding joy

It is not uncommon in our home for the weekends to be extremely hectic and sometimes even stressful.  this weekend is no exception to the rule.  Greg is on call and I'm working at the hospital.  That means he's got to work at a moments notice all while carting the monkeys around to their respective Saturday sporting events, feeding them, entertaining them and maintaining some semblance of order in our house.  Me,  I go to bed early so I can get up in the middle of the night and go to work.  
Now all this can seem quite negative but amidst it all we find the joy and grace that is our love.
After all my job is a dream!  I help women through the amazingly profound experience of giving birth!  I also help them become mothers for the first, second or sometimes even 5th or 6th time.  I helped a beautiful young mother through some breastfeeding challenges today and felt giddy about it.  She left me feeling such relief both physically and emotionally.  How can I do anything but smile at my luck.
Then as if things couldn't get any better after work I went to investigate a used serger I had heard rumor of.  It was a 40 minute drive after working 12 hours and I was a little hesitant that my precious time might be wasted.

I'm so excited!  It's beautiful!  Honestly I don't know how to use it yet, but I've been wanting a serger for some time now.  The lovely woman I bought it from was Russian and a little hard to understand, but so sweet.  She showed me her sewing room, one which I cannot put into words, and though I contemplated asking if I could take a picture in the end I chickened out.  She explained to me that she only makes clothes for her family and this serger was just to big for her little room.  It was basically a walk-in closet with several different pictures of Jesus and lots of lovely woolens folded onto shelves.  There was a sewing machine similar to my own, a little serger and a table top ironing board.  so sweet and genuine.  No frill, no magazine cover, but practical and exactly what she needed.  I felt so special at that moment.
OK enough about my new toy, I'm sure there will be plenty of posts about that to come.  In the little time I have before going back to bed for one more day I get to listen to my super amazingly talented husband create!  Not just play guitar but listen to his whole writing process as it unfolds.  I've been listening to this for nearly 15 years now and it never gets tiring and still makes me feel a little giddy.
So of course I got out my groovy little hipstmatic and had some fun.

So I guess without even realizing it this is  another post joining A year of choice over at one of my favorite blogs Bluebirdbaby . I am choosing to enjoy  this life that I have been given and find the special little moments in the chaos.
Well the kids are downstairs now after adventuring together on the third floor and it's time for a little family time.  Here's to family, love and finding a little time to create.