And then someone pees on your bed....

As I sit here at 4:30 a.m., I'm thinking about the "lesson" in my now sleepless morning.  I went to bed last night after working, feeling a little caught up, and feeling really excited because yesterday was the day that I have a housekeeper come.  It is my indulgence that makes my life sane, at least for a few hours.....I would forego a lot to keep Amelia coming, she is wonderful.  Anyway, yesterday she made my life seem organized, and my favorite thing to do is to pull back the sheets of a perfectly made bed (I'm not sure why it always looks so much better when she does it, but it looks like a hotel, absolutely perfectly), and sleep on crisp sheets.  I get super excited, it is a treat each and every time!  So, since my husband is out of town I let the kids sleep with me last night, and I just woke up 1/2 hour ago to find that Lucia had gone pee....everywhere.  And I mean seriously soaked it.  She was wet, the feather duvet wet, all layers of the sheets down to the waterproof lining (which I have on every bed in the house for this very reason).  I had to move the kids, clean her up, and strip the bed.  Lovely at 4:00 a.m.  So after all that I was thinking, "isn't that just how life is, you are all set, feeling good, and then someone pees on your bed."  Of course my metaphor is silly, and it couldn't be a sillier small example of the curve balls that life throws you when you think all is calm, but it made me ponder, that I really have to enjoy every moment I have...with my kids, husband, friends, family.....because things change in an instant and then you are sleeping on a waterproof pad or a million other horrible things that are 10 million times worse.  Plus, won't I feel a lot better if I was conscious and fully appreciative of this moment when life does eventually (like it always does), throw me that wicked curve ball?  Note to self, don't take anything for granted.  Signed, ME {lv}