After spending a long day in the truck running errands around the Denver area, I was frazzled to say the least. Even with Matt driving, I was still at the end of my emotional rope. As we came back into Boulder, I quietly said...

"Matt, I need to go into the thrift store for a little bit...BY MYSELF."

And being the fabulous husband that he is, he didn't question or argue, but just dropped me off and waited.

Inside, I was able to take a few deep breaths and regain my sanity. I grabbed a few things from the maternity rack to try on and made my way to the fitting rooms. The first thing I tried on was a pair of Citizens for Humanity jeans...marked at $4.99. I'm not big into brand names, but I did know those were normally quite spendy.

As I pulled them on...and they actually went over my ever growing thighs and rear end...I started crying. Yes, when you're pregnant and you just outgrew all of your clothes and your 2 tubs of maternity clothes are 2 states away in storage and then you find an amazing deal...you cry. Can I get an AMEN from all my pregnant sisters out there? :)

From there, I walked over to the fabric section because we needed some curtains. I found a set of four red cotton panels that were brand new...and it turns out they were Pottery Barn. My smile was pretty big at this point. I turned down one more aisle, and see a toaster with four openings. I've wanted one for quite awhile and I was so thrilled to find one there. I added a few pieces of clothing for the girls to my basket and checked out.

We headed back up the canyon to our house...and I quickly showered and got ready for a prenatal massage that I had scheduled for my frazzled self. The therapist was AMAZING and fun and I'm so glad she is right in Nederland. I can't wait to go back.

And so...the day turned out for good.

It was just a gentle reminder that when my eyes are on my circumstances and I allow my emotions to control my actions, it's really hard to lift my head up and see all the blessings God has in store for me.

I am so thankful for a God who knows me and my emotions and loves me anyway. Like a good father, he takes me by the hand, helps me to find my balance again, and sends me back on my path. Oh how I love Him for that.