Over the past week or so, I’ve been thinking alot about balance.
Is there any such thing?
We have been pretty productive during this season.
Marriage. 4.5 Children + 1 Bonus Baby (through foster care). Home Manager. Working Part-time.
Honestly, there isnt a lot of me time. I love the idea of self-care but when the rubber hits the road, I have to make the best of our situation. While I would love to go get a pedicure and spend some time alone, honestly I have loads of laundry that need to be washed, dryed and folded so the best that I can do is listen to one of my favorite podcast and read a chapter in a book while I wait for my children at baseball practice.
I know it won’t always be like this but for right now I have to grab the moments when and where I can. So to all my mommy friends, take the little moments until the big ones are available.
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There is so much going on in our world today that is just heartbreaking and it shows me how far we’ve come but in so many ways how things are still the same…
For the past week or so social media, news, and other outlets have been ablaze w/updates on the death of a young black man, Mike Brown.
For the first time in awhile this situation made me think, what is it that my husband and I will tell our sons and daughters about the world that we live in?
How can we tell them that there are some people who won’t like you or think you are of no value just because of the color of your skin? How do you explain this w/o crushing their innocence and hope in love?
We have been so blessed to know and be friends w/some pretty amazing people of different races. More than anything I think that God has put our family in a place to show others that we are not that much different from them and to subtly lay to rest the things that they’ve heard or thought about black people…and vice versa.
The one thing that I do know is that my husband I are raising Godly, assertive, purpose filled children who know who God has created them to be. I can’t say that they will never encounter a bad experience b/c of the color of their skin but I can say that we will teach our children to love and respect everyone and to never allow the opinion of others cause them to question their worth and purpose in life…
Praying for our world…Xo
I wish I could say that I have perfectly behaved children at all times but I can’t. Our son had the worst attitude because he couldn’t go to football practice due to the rain and while volunteering today his twin sister decided that she was going to stand in her self-made puddle…of pee.
And our youngest barely reaches my kneecap but can throw a tantrum that most kids could only dream of…
But instead of me sulking and mentally calling myself the worst mother ever, I’m choosing to not freak out.
I’m choosing to smile and be pleasant when I really want to yell and flee from my home.
I’m choosing to clean up the messes, wash the clothes, hand out the consequences, give the speeches…and continue to believe that I’m a good mom and because God gave me these children, he’ll give me the grace to handle the everyday things that come up with love and compassion.
So, cheers to a better tomorrow! Xo
For the past week or so, there has been a reoccurring theme with our children…them not saying thank you. They say it after I tell them that they didn’t, but it’s after the fact and it just doesn’t feel the same.
A couple of hours ago the same thing happened. They asked for hot tea (one of their favorites), I made it and then called them in the kitchen to get it. And they got their little teacups and walked right back into the den.
I called them back into the kitchen and reminded them that they didn’t say “thank you”. Of course they said, “oh, thank you Mom”…
This time it wasn’t enough. I made them put their teacups back on the countertop. I explained to them that saying thank you is how you show appreciation and if they don’t do it at home with me, then they won’t do it outside of home. And if they aren’t appreciative, then they won’t get what it is that they wanted.
So, my plan of action is to address this again during dinner, to look up some scriptures to give them and to continue to bring their attention to how important being thankful is.
So, how do you deal with your children if/when they forget their manners?