Too Much?

Oddly enough, the previous post was about Knowing Your Limits, and today I am wrestling with the thought that maybe I'm doing too much...

I am a part time student, a cub scout den leader, a youth leader in AWANA (our church program), a member of our church's worship team, a Sunday school worker, not to mention a wife and mother. Tomorrow I will be the Mystery Reader in my son's 1st grade class, and yesterday I signed on to volunteer for the class' Winter Party (heaven forbid, it should be called a CHRISTMAS party!), AND I am volunteering my time on Mondays during Rob's art class at school.

Too much? We shall see...

I do not like to sit idle... that gets me in trouble. So I do like to stay busy, but there are so many things I could be doing: like housework or organizing the stacks (ok, PILES) of papers and "things" my husband seems fit to bring into the house. I could be shopping and planning the menu for the week so I'm not wondering at 4 o'clock, "what can I do for dinner?".

Sure there are lots of things I COULD be doing... but y'know, I'd RATHER go and see my son at school, or be with him as he learns how to make a square knot, or shoot a basket. I'd rather sit and talk with my husband about his day, rather than jump up and do dirty dishes.

When Rob grows up and looks back at his childhood, I want him to say, "my mom used to come in and read to our class" or "my mom was the den mom in my cub scout den" or "my mom was there when I made my first basket in a real basketball game." I know he'll never say, "my mom sure did keep the kitchen tidy" or "no one cleaned the litter box like my mom".

So while the dust bunnies collect under the bed and the "Irish lace" accumulates in the corners, I'll be out hopefully making some memories with my guys while I still can!