I sent myself to time out tonight. That's right. The kids were yelling, Ryan was gone, the house was a mess....I went to time out. I felt myself crumbling a little. And no one wants a crumbly mom.
Some days it's all I can do to make it through the day. Thankfully those days are rare, but they happen. Some days a glass of wine sounds way better than it probably should.
Some days I feel I might pull my hair out.
Some days my girl snuggles up next to me and falls asleep and my heart melts. I forget all about pulling my hair out.
Some days my little man looks up and and says "Wuv You" and I start to cry because he can talk and I understand him, which means time is passing and it shouldn't do that.
Some days I worry too much about my dirty house and wonder what happened to the time.
Some days I play with my babies and forget all about the house I am in...clean or dirty.
I love those kids more than words can describe. Even when I wonder if I can ship them off...not that I have ever thought that. Maybe I have...once...or twice. They are a blessing I couldn't have imagined for myself. They are teaching me how to be a stronger person and through them I am learning to be a better Christian. I am learning more about God and His love for us. I pray that continues and I can adequately teach my children that love. I hope they see the Holy Spirit in me, working.
Have a nice night bloggies!