Today was one.
It started at about 2:30 AM with Clare deciding that it was time to be awake and playing. She would NOT go back to sleep. So I finally just brought her in bed and laid her down and tried to ignore her. It must have worked after a while because she finally fell back asleep.
Needless to say, I was a little tired this morning and my normal early-morning wake up did not sound very appealing. So I slept in a bit with Clare and Tom (he had to work swing shift today). The sleeping in part was great, but that also meant that I didn't have my normal morning prayer time. I thought, "Oh well, I can just do my meditation while Clare is taking a nap."
Nap time came and went, and she was not having it.
"Oh, well," I thought. "I have a Holy Hour today, I'll spend some quiet time with Christ then."
By this time I was annoyed at the whole lack-of-nap thing, and Clare was cranky.
So I got her in the car, thinking that she'd probably fall asleep in the car on the way and leave me in peace for a whole hour.
We got in to the Church, and everything was OK. I got her in her Ergo and let her nurse for a few minutes while we walked around in the back. Things were going well until she ripped the nursing cover off and decided that she was NOT going to fall asleep, and wasn't afraid to let everyone within a 10-mile radius know it.
So we went outside for a little bit to see if the fresh air and a walk would make her fall asleep (she so desperately wanted to, but was fighting it!). As soon as she had calmed down a little bit, I tried to sneak back inside for my quiet time with Christ. She started crying again. Back outside.
After 3 or 4 attempts, I realized that I was probably more of a nuisance to the others inside who were trying to have their quiet time with Christ. So we packed up and got in the car, where she fell asleep after about 5 minutes of driving.
When we got home, I didn't have the heart to move her and wake her up from her much-needed nap, so I closed the garage door, opened the car doors, and propped open the door leading from the house to the garage, and let her take a 2-hour nap in the car.
We were both much happier after her nap, and my mom's visit tonight came at just the right time.
I'm hoping that Christ knows that my heart was there with Him all day, despite the many things that seemed to prevent me from spending time with Him.