My musings, thoughts revelations and humorous observations on my life and life in general
I'm really really not perfect.
Like right now, I'm about to blow a gasket. My wonderful just-turned-three-year-old is asking question after question in his newfound stuttering ways ("mom, mom, mo-mo- mom can can can can I have a sip of of your coffee") and crawling all over me like an attention starved cat. And my beautiful 9 month old daughter is teething. Which... Sucks. Grouchy baby. All. The. Time. Plus, she suddenly has this knack at of getting into things she shouldn't.
Im trying so so hard to be patient, not to yell, not to let my frustrated self come out. My kids don't deserve that. They are just being themselves and actually acting as normal energetic three year olds and cranky teething 9 month old baby. So. Taking lots of deep breaths and asking God for wisdom and gentleness (NOT patience. I don't want to practice that right now).
This is may seem like a mini rant, and maybe it is. But I just want to say that I'm not perfect. Even though I may post all of the pretty perfect things on Facebook and Instagram and I talk about what God is teaching me about being a mom, and I may be a missionary, I'm still a stay at home mom. My kids still drive me nuts sometimes. I long for one moment when no one needs nothing from me. But not really. Because that would mean I don't have these two awesome kids to call my own and to snuggle with and be silly with and I wouldn't be able to see them grow into the awesome people that they are going to become!
So, for right now, I'll take the frustration. I'll take the borderline insanity. I'll hide in the bathroom to get two seconds of peace. But I will try very hard not to hurt my kids with my own issues.
Lots of deep breaths.
Lots of asking for wisdom.
Lots of realizing what is actually important in this moment.