So as I type this, my husband is on his way to church with the 2 big boys...I am home...with a one year old...who got up at 5:30am...and it getting 3 teeth at once...who has a snotty nose...and cries a lot these days. I want to go to church too...but today it's just not possible.
In these days of facebook with perfect status updates with pretty pictures and inspirational quotes...it is easy for me to wonder if I'm the only one with my hair unwashed on top of my head in jammies covered in food and snot who just lost her patience and yelled at one of my precious kids in frustration as my sink overflows with dirty dishes and the laundry piles up. I am a real mom with real struggles and I'm far from perfect. I can't seem to find the right balance of work and play and feel less that enough when I am pulled in 3 directions for each child and a 4th as a wife. I feel guilty when I have thoughts of how easy things were before these children blessed my life and then I feel even worse for even having those crazy thoughts.
At the end of the day though I know I am serving my purpose that I was created for...to love these 3 little miracles as best I can and raise them to love the Lord and serve Him. I am truly grateful for the blessing of being a mommy and rely on God now more than ever to fill me up and use me and give me the strength to get through. Relatively speaking, I have it so good and I have to remember that today there are parents mourning the loss of a child, or sitting next to a hospital bed with a sick baby, or desperately praying for the gift of even becoming a parent. I am human and this human mommy is tired, but I am so grateful for the 3 little tornadoes I call my boys...snotty noses, sleepless nights and everything else that goes with it!
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