*Truth Bomb*
I cannot be everything to my son. Try as I may, I can’t be the best tickle monster -and- the best hide and seeker -and- the best at getting him to eat his vegetables -and- the best activity thinker upper… I. Just. Can’t. Moms feel like we must be everything to everyone at all times to be successful... To feel like we can win the battle of this thing we call - LIFE WITH CHILDREN - The thing is… we can’t win. We can’t win because to have a battle there must be at least two sides who are fighting in a hostile manner. Though all signs may seem point in that direction, *especially right before bedtime or trying to get out the door in the morning* children are NOT innately hostile. Their battle is a battle within themselves… one that, as parents, we should be assisting them with in all ways possible. Sometimes that means calling in backup.
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My sister’s in-laws have this adorable habit of calling the untouched silverware left after a meal the
“Oh Be Joyfuls” … They do this because it is a pleasant way to remind themselves to be thankful amidst meal cleanup since those pieces of silverware won’t need to be washed. This practice came to mind after a particularly trying morning where most things did not go as planned and I was running behind on errands. I should emphasize the fact that though the morning did not go according to my plan, it became apparent that it went exactly as Planned- with a capital P… We can be such silly beings. We plan our days, our weeks, our months, never really believing all those plans won’t come to fruition. After all, we know what we want and we’re perfectly capable of making it all happen. This seems to work out fairly often, leading us to stay in our comfortable bubbles under our own assumed control. … HOWEVER … That's right. Moms. Just. KNOW. Everyone says it so it must be true - right? TRUTH bomb... ... Moms just don't know ... I hate to break it to all the expectant mamas out there who are seriously hoping when people say "moms just know," you can take that statement as a golden nugget of 100% truth and all things baby suddenly fill each crevice and wrinkle in your brain as soon as your little bundle is settled gently in your arms… but this is a loaded diaper if I’ve ever seen one! (And trust me, with a 19-month old, I’ve seen plenty!) Oh sure, you’ll eventually be able to quickly determine if your little one is cranky because he’s tired or because he’s hungry, or if that smile says she’s actually happy with the Dum Dum you just gave her or if she’s secretly plotting which piece of furniture she can crunch that bad boy into because she really wanted the jumbo Blow Pop. However, it’s the scary stuff, the stuff you really NEED that statement to be true about that you really, honestly, just DON’T know. For example ... IT’S 3 A.M. AND YOUR LITTLE ONE HAS JUST WOKEN UP SCREAMING BLOODY MURDER!!! I am frequently broken.
But I think I may be a better version of myself that way. When I feel broken, I talk to Jesus more than usual. When I’m broken, I try harder to see where God wants me. Who God made me to become. What my calling is in this very moment. You see, I think I’ve had it wrong for quite some time. Most of my life I was sure I had one BIG calling. That I had one BIG purpose to fulfill. I spent so much time praying and begging God to reveal His great BIG purpose for me. And then… He showed me. |
AuthorStriving to be a good human for my God, my husband, and my littles. It is in the trenches that we find our strength and learn whom to lean on in times of trouble. Hoping to touch your heart with a little piece of mine through my musings about life as I know it. Archives
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