Jumbled

Today and yesterday. I hardly know how to start. So many different moods, little chunks, not blending together at all. Sometimes the mood is set for a day, busy, good, productive, stressed, messy, thoughtful, surprising. Sometimes it can be all of those.
Yesterday I began the day by fainting, which would not generally be seen to be a good start, and my failure to be up and about on time led to the cat being accidentally shut out from the room where her litter tray is, and, in apparent desperation, after I failed to understand her strange noises, she used U's duvet instead. That was the messy bit.
The surprising bit was how much moss the roofer cleared out of the gutters.
The productive bits were that Ia asked to read her phonics books again, and that we went for a day out museum visiting today. This was also the busy part, and the stressful part too. We took the train to the British museum, and then the Science museum.
First of all I wanted to visit the Mesopotamia galleries in the British museum, seeing that we have been studying that. It was interesting, but myself and the boys all found the museum an unpleasant place to be. That place is full of idols, they are everywhere you look (it feels like). It just makes you want to get away as fast as possible, saying "auzubillah" with every step. The Egyptian mummies are right next door to the Mesopotamians, but they didn't even want to look, although I had not let on my feeling to them at that stage and they are interested in history. They just felt uncomfortable. Alhamdulillah, that this what the perished nations are supposed to teach us really, not to follow their ways, they have perished and their idols and wealth could not save them from that. But Allah will never perish. That was a thoughtful moment.
The boys decided that the local museum, with its friendly collection of Roman coins, fossils and town artefacts is better than the British museum!
Anyway, the Science museum is wholesome enough, but it is SO crowded and noisy, U had a tantrum, even Ia started crying over nonsense at one point. Its worth going, but it certainly is stressful.
We've also come to the end of our reading of "Muhamed Man and Prophet" by Adil Salahi. The last chapter, describing the end of the Prophet's (saw) life, is written in such a moving way. The author brings to us so strongly the shock and sense of loss of the people at that time, it is very moving to read. Also the details about the Prophet's last days, how he would go to see the Companions praying together in the mosque, and they would be so happy to see him there. Such amazing times in which those Companions lived, the enormity of living your life from day to day with the expectation that at any time Allah could reveal something that would cause you to change yourself and your life beyond anything you could have imagined. They were ready for whatever changes and sacrifices to be asked of them at any time. How about us?
So many thoughts and feelings jumbled together. What will tomorrow bring? Alhamdulillah.