Is this what I am looking at? Is this my future?

So today I dropped off the boys at their school and headed on over to my school. I pulled into the parking lot and before getting out of my red Honda Accord I finished my breakfast (that had been sitting in the passenger seat next to me since leaving the house about 20 minutes earlier) when another car pulled up right next to me. I looked over and saw that it was an older male professor. He reached over to his passenger seat and began to shave his face with an electric razor. So while we were both finishing off our morning routine like an old married couple we caught eyes. I smiled and raised my oatmeal filled spoon to him as a gesture of hello. And then I noticed his car. It was a small red Honda Civic. Not the same make as mine but for sure similar in style and age. He got out of his car and reported to work. I sat there for a second and thought.. "Is this what I am looking at? Is this my future?" And this my friends left me slightly discouraged. Really? All this work and years from now will I still be in the same car finishing my morning routine, and basically doing the exact same thing that I am doing now only with the title? (Cue sound effects) Wha-wha.

My present is on the right. My future is to the left. Ha! 

A Newborn in the House?

No. No. There is no baby on the way and just to solidify that decision I think God is reminding us of what it is like to have a newborn in the house. For weeks now our children have kept us sleep deprived. Luca doesn't want to go to bed at night and gets up about a million times and then he gets up several times a night. Last night it was 12 and 3. The first time he wanted his socks. The second time he was too asleep to even communicate a need. (and yet called out to me several times in order to get me over there) I just assumed he wanted to be situated better in his bed. He was sleeping on the wrong end of the bed. Then Jack completes the 3 hour increments by getting up in the morning at 6. Come on! Mommy is not a spring chicken. I need that beauty sleep. Without sleep I look my age or older. And that makes me cranky. I know so many sweet and loving Mommies that take things like this with patience and count them as sweet and fleeting moments. I'm not one. I wish I could be but I'm not. I want my children to sleep at night. I want to sleep at night. If we all sleep at night then I am in a better mood and can appreciate and have those sweet and fleeting moments during the day time. ;)

Dear Lord,
Direct us to know what to do with this situation. Why is Luca waking up? What does he need? How can we all get more sleep? Give us the patience to deal with this time in our lives. Show us what we can do to calm Luca's night time anxious heart.

After typing that I see where maybe I should be praying for God to calm my anxious heart and not Luca's.