Everything Good Must Come to an End

I don't know if the planets were all perfectly aligned, or if God was feeling especially gracious, or if I was dreaming.... but I recently had a period of about a week where everything went abnormally well.  This was the easiest seven days I've had since becoming a stay-at-home-mom, and here's why:

-- Wesley slept anywhere from 9-11 hours straight for seven nights in a row

-- Adalynn had VBS for five nights, giving us a little break and allowing her a chance to get out of the house and have some fun outside of her normal routine

-- We had free babysitting TWICE!  (Thank you to Denise who watched Wesley one night and to Jenny and Emma who took Adalynn to the pool one day)

-- I finally lost a few pounds

-- Adalynn started to (gasp) eat snacks on occasion and (double gasp) tried a few new foods that she (major triple gasp) actually liked and will now add to her short list of "acceptable" foods

-- I had two free hours to read a book one night and another two free hours to visit a friend on a different night

-- Wesley spit up and drooled slightly less than normal, resulting in only two loads of his laundry instead of the usual three loads for the week

-- Adalynn slept in an extra half hour one day and was willing to take a nap twice last week

-- Wesley's demeanor was much more pleasant after getting his first tooth in

And while that brief period of time was fabulous, we are now back to normal with having the kids 24/7, and with Wesley getting up in the middle of the night, and with Adalynn copping an attitude, and with Wesley's fussiness as we prepare for tooth #2 and yet another load of laundry.  And I'm sure if I get on the scale tomorrow, I'll discover I've gained back some of those pesky pounds.  But that's all right because I had a blissful week and no one can take that away from me!