Ever have one of those days where you are pretty sure you’re not getting anything right? You are actually fairly certain that you are doing everything wrong.
Welcome to my Friday.
I just returned home from unloading the majority of my brood and I am completely exhausted. How is this possible you say when I’ve only been up for 3 hours….children. I have children.
I’m not sure about the rest of the population, but my little blessings can sometimes make me question my sanity. We have the exact same routine every morning and yet they seem to suffer complete amnesia within each 24 hour period. Today was no exception. Mix in short-tempers, whiney pants and sleep deprived momma’s and you get disaster of epic proportions.
I came unglued. I did not allow myself a pause before I reacted. I let my mean girl out and she brought her “A” game. And then I felt guilty. So, like any good Jesus-loving momma would do, I gathered my kiddos into a circle in the living room. I told them I don’t care if we’re late, we are going to hash this out right now. I explained that this was no way to begin our day and we prayed that God would soften our hearts to one another in the mornings. After all, we are in this together, aren’t we?
No sooner had I said amen did I realize 5 year old daughter is crying. “What’s wrong now?” “I MISS DADDY!!!”
So, today I am thankful for God’s mercies which are new each day because I am pretty sure I empty that cup daily. I am thankful that this day is Friday and if Jesus loves me even a little, (and I know He does), I along with all my children will sleep-in tomorrow morning. I am thankful that my family is resilient and forgives me my shortcomings when I admit I am wrong. And I am thankful for the Daddy that my daughter cries for when Mommy has lost her mind.
Happy Friday, friends. Hope my manic ranting has brought you some comic relief on this lovely Fall day. Please enjoy the advisory poster below, brought me a good laugh just when I needed it.