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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Weary (05/03/12)

TITLE: Weary But Blessed
By Adele Butler
05/10/12


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Maria plopped down unto the sofa and leaned thankfully against the soft and welcoming upholstery. She thought the twins would never fall asleep. What a morning this had been. She was up bright and early getting breakfast ready even though she was exhausted. She hadn't slept two winks last night. It was a really hot night and she got up several times to feed the twins. Larry was out of town on business so she could not depend on him to help her with the feeding. After she put them down and went back to bed, it took her a while to fall asleep. This morning she had to drag herself out of bed and get breakfast started.



She felt like wonder woman as she scrambled eggs, toasted bread, spooned cereal into bowls, poured milk over it. Once everything was on the table, she hurried upstairs to check on the kids. Mike was out of bed and on his way down. "Morning, Mom," he muttered as they passed each other in the hallway. Maria reached out and ruffled his hair, illiciting a groan. "Morning, Honey," she said with a smile. She paused to check on the twins before she continued down the hallway to her daughter's room. Susan was still in bed, sprawled on her back with her mouth open. It took a while to wake her up. She sat up, her eyes still closed and yawned. "Do I have to get up now?" she whined. Maria pulled her to her feet and gently pushed her out of the room. "Yes, if you don't want to be late for school. Now go and brush before you come down for breakfast."



An hour and a half later she was waving goodbye to Mike and Susan as they got on the schoolbus. She closed the door and leaned against it for a moment. The sound silence of was wonderful. She moved away from the door and started for the kitchen where she would fix herself a light breakfast. She stopped in her tracks as a familiar sound reached her ears. The twins were awake. Drat! Again the frustration filled her. She couldn't seem to find any time for herself. She was tired of feeling tired because she had her hands full with the twins, the older kids and housework. She needed a break. There were moments when she felt like running away. At times she felt she couldn't make it through another day without losing it and other times she resented Larry because he was at work while she was here trying to cope.



Shoulders drooped, feet dragging, she went to the kitchen to warm up the bottles of milk. Slowly she climbed the stairs, the cries of the twins jarring her nerves. Outside of their room, she paused to take a deep, steadying breath.



Now here she was finally able to take a breather. She was hungry but didn't feel like getting up right now. She rested her feet on the coffee table and closed her eyes. When had being a mother become such a burden for her? For as long as she remembered she had always dreamed of having a family of her own. She and Larry met when they were in college. They dated on and off and then he asked her to marry him during their senior year. Now twelve years and four kids later she was sitting here in their spacious and beautiful brick house. God had given her everything she asked for so why was she feeling like this? Tears pricked her eyes. She felt physically and emotionally drained. Sure, motherhood was a blessing that she was privileged to have but it took so much out of her. She missed her life before she got pregnant with the twins. She missed driving into work with Larry. She missed spending quality time with him. It was near impossible now because of the twins. She missed going to the gym where she could work off her stress.



"Count your blessings," a small voice said to her, jolting her. She looked around and realized that God was speaking to her. "Remember what Jenny is going through." Jenny was her older sister and a single mother raising a daughter with Spina Bifida. Life was not a walk in the park for Jenny but she never complained. She was always positive. Maria felt ashamed. "Please forgive me, Father," she prayed, crying now. "I am weary but truly blessed."


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Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 05/10/12
This is a good story. You did a nice job describing the chores and trials of motherhood. On days when we are just about ready to run away, they do something precious to make it all worthwhile. I think God programmed cute into kids for just that reason. :)

Make sure when someone different is speaking that you start a new paragraph for each speaker, even if it's just one or two words. Also the ending seemed a bit abrupt. I know it's hard with the word count. What I try to do is just write the story and not look at the word count, then go back and clip unnecessary words or phrases.

Overall you did a nice job and stayed right on topic. Though the message was squeezed in at the end it still came through loud and clear. No matter how bad life is there is always someone who has it tougher and seems to handle it with more grace. The truth is God gives us different gifts to handle different situations. Your story certainly showed that. Many mothers couldn't dream of having twins and the work that goes into it. Nicely done.
CD (Camille) Swanson 05/12/12
This was a pure delight to read on so many levels. I felt it was a well written entry, and it held my attention. It also had a pertinent message at the end.

I loved it. Thanks.

God Bless,

Camille~
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 05/17/12
Congratulations for placing 10th in level one!