and then…

There are certain days that have that “and then” quality.  Today finds itself there.

It started when I grabbed what I thought were my keys…and then I realized they weren’t.  And that I had locked us out of the house…while Ted had already logged 3 hours en route to Virginia…and I had a meal cooking in the crock pot.

And then we drove out to our sweet friend’s work because she had a spare key.  We had an excuse to surprise her with a Starbucks yummy and managed to cause a minor scene in Starbucks with all three kids, two hot chocolates, one iced coffee, one vanilla latte, one VENTI ice water and an egg sandwich.  And a baby holding my credit card.

And then…2 hours after school – we were home.

And then…I played a movie for the oldest 2 while I attempted to catch a nap with Asher.

And then…my Hannah screams, “My tooth came out!”

And then I made approximately 847 trips through my hallway to the kitchen to grab random refills and necessary items in order to feed those sweet children dinner.

And then…the baby got angry at life.

And then …I realized that I had asked my daughter to store her lost tooth on a plate on the table – WHICH I THREW INTO THE SINK.  I then spent 7 minutes searching for said tooth.

And then…I realized I needed to pack my daughter’s lunch and feed my little ones and their friends tomorrow and I had NOTHING for lunch food.

And then we went to Trader Joes…at what is normally their bed time.  Which is also when I realized we still hadn’t done my daughter’s homework – which was bird-watching.  So, we watched those birds as we drove to the store.

And then…J nearly ran over someone with a grocery cart.

And then…we bought everything and got to go HOME!

And then…I realized I had once again lost her tooth.

And then…I had to get three overly tired children to bed.

And then…I ate a bowl of ice cream.

And then…I submitted a wedding to be published…

And then…I found poop on my bath mat.

May God give us all the grace to take in all the “and then’s” in our lives and to laugh.  And yes – this is what I walked into one morning this June.  And yes – our little man used to sleep in his car seat in his crib.  Don’t judge.  A mom has to do what a mom has to do to get some sleep…


  1. Judi

    August 15th, 2012 at 1:11 pm

    We once had a trip to the airport…but first had to walk to my work to get my check so we could go to the bank for money. The rest of the day involved buses, a cab, blisters and a fever – all because my keys were in Ken’s car and Ken had left that morning for a business trip.

    Just keep rolling with the punches cause before you know it they will be grown up, hold up in their rooms, and only come out for food.
    (and P.S. – all moms if they are honest have let the baby sleep in the car seat.)
    Love you!

  2. amypaulson

    August 24th, 2012 at 12:47 pm

    Oh my goodness, Judi, that sounds EPIC. You’re amazing. And oh how I realize that will come all too soon…

  3. Liz M.

    August 15th, 2012 at 1:16 pm

    I. Heart. You.

    Your stories are inspiring, no matter if they make me giggle or pull on my heart-strings. You are one amazing woman Mrs. Amy P!!

  4. amypaulson

    August 24th, 2012 at 12:46 pm

    Well, I heart you. Big time. And thank you for your words. They washed over me and encouraged me so very much…

  5. Rachel Boatright DeVault

    August 15th, 2012 at 1:36 pm

    Oh Amy….I’m overwhelmed with love for you right now! Laced through all these And Thens, I see such resilience, such a desire to find the good, even if sometimes that means aggressive seeking! You have such a loving, strong heart. Love you.

  6. amypaulson

    August 24th, 2012 at 12:45 pm

    Oh sweet Rachel…thank you! And thank you for your gracious words. It’s days like this that keep me laughing and realizing that it’s all an adventure. Can I convince you to come visit Atlanta? I would LOVE it.

  7. Lisa

    August 22nd, 2012 at 5:26 pm

    LOL! You are so funny Amy! Love the picture!

  8. amypaulson

    August 24th, 2012 at 12:44 pm

    Isn’t that hilarious? Oh my word…those three keep me guessing.

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