If you've been following my story for a while, you're probably familiar with how I keep an eye out for pennies and other coins. It all stems from my grandma's habit of picking up coins on her walks and then dividing them among our stockings at Christmas. When my mom started doing the same thing for Ella and her new cousin, I decided that I would join in as well. I am very proud that I found $4.86 in loose change during my pregnancy with Ella.
I realize that it's just a silly little habit, but when I went back to work in January, I admit that I was a little disappointed that I wasn't finding many pennies. I tried to keep an eye out for them, but perhaps I was just too busy or too stressed to notice. I mused that maybe God figured that I didn't need the pennies anymore after the raise and the promotion with which He blessed me.
But it was never about the monetary value--rather, it was more about the "warm fuzzies" that I got each time I found a coin. It was a moment of solidarity with my grandma and my mom--two amazing women who I love and want to emulate. And in my own special way, each coin felt like a "reminder" that God was looking out for me and my baby.
Lately, I haven't found many pennies, but I've noticed that I've been finding paperclips absolutely everywhere! Granted, I work in an office and the daycare affixes an invoice to our check-in sheet each week, so I'm bound to come in contact with them on a regular basis, but I'm finding them in unexpected locations. If I looked funny bending over to pick up pennies in the middle of the grocery store when I was eight months pregnant, I probably look just as silly bending over with a six month old in my hands to pick up a lost paperclip! Let others think what they want; and yes, I realize that they hold even less value than a penny, but it still makes me feel good to find either shiny little item. (I do, however, draw the line at staples--though I got a good chuckle when I opened my car door in a parking lot and saw a pile of dumped staples shining in the sunlight).
Today's blessing was hearing that Ella was back to her happy self after a rough day at daycare the day before. She has been sleeping so well lately, and was totally happy throughout the weekend, but then had a rough night on Sunday night, and just wasn't happy on Monday morning. It breaks my heart when she's upset, but God blessed her (and therefore us) with a good night sleep last night and lots of joy today.