Ever have anxiety that makes your entire chest tighten up and a wave of heat wash over your body? I had it yesterday afternoon when I was dancing around our living room, Sidney on one hip and Jackson on the other. The Laurie Berkner Band station was playing on Pandora and all 3 of us were dancing along to “Mouse in My Toolbox”, even the dog Rex was barking along. When the song ended, Jackson went to play in his kitchen, Sidney laid on her activity mat and I went back to finishing the dishes.
As I scrubbed the impossible-to-clean sippy cup, I thanked God for my life. A loving husband, happy kids and a family that might be a little crazy (but I wouldn’t trade for anything.) These are the best days of my life. I feel as though I’m walking a tightrope, waiting for the other shoe to drop. I constantly remind myself to never take a minute for granted but I also know it won’t get better than this- or will it? Can it better than an innocent toddler and squishy newborn? How do you overcome this anxiety?