His mercies are new every morning

yesterday was rough. 

it was our first real day in this "temporary" living space

{my parents home}

joshua woke up at 5:45am soaking wet in his own waste

the poor baby was freezing cold and the stench was unbearable

{bath#1}

he's been stomach-flu-sick since thursday

bottle & cheerios for breakfast

throw it all up

{bath#2}

lots of crying.holding.sad. 

overwhelming amounts of work

{it's sprinkler shutdown season}

small naps because his stomach is less than full

eating a few ounces at a time

so much work to do

another mess in the pajamas

{bath#3}

another nap

no real appetite for any real food

i'm struggling. more tired than i thought possible

piles and piles of laundry to fold

more work

he's in bed by 7:40pm.

we're asleep by 9:40pm. 

{earliest we've ever gone to sleep}

and this morning...

normal wake up 

happy baby

accomplishing work 

good naps

plenty in his belly 

and i couldn't get it out of my head- 

Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed,
    for his compassions never fail.

They are new every morning;
    great is your faithfulness.

it's been a rough couple weeks

but reading Lamentations 3

i am reminded of so much

The Lord is good to those whose hope is in him,
    to the one who seeks him

my hope is in HIM

not in the things of this world 

{they are fading}

my hope is in HIM

and every morning His mercies and compassions are NEW

praising God for the setting sun and the rising dawn 

for new mercies 

and new mornings

for my hope