1...2....3....sigh..4....5.....6

BREATHE, I tell myself once they are all in bed. I have GOT to learn to stop and breathe, count to ten, walk away and walk back. For those of you who may not already know I grew up in a household of yelling. Yelling at each other and at times yelling at me. I know that the yelling came from the generation before said person too but man nothing good comes out of that kind of emotion. I had then vowed I wouldn't be that parent. Yet, too many times I have lost my cool and did just that, no name calling or anything just too loud to be stern yelling. Here lately, now that the pressures of my committments have increased I have found myself losing it stupidly in fact. As in today for spilled milk (well lemonade but ya get it). I am sooooo glad kids bounce back because by the last 30 minutes before bed (after another deserved meltdown at youngest son over major lack of following direction) we were all snuggled in my room playing together. Whew cause mommy guilt would have gotten the best of me otherwise! We read another chapter of "Heaven is for Real" then prayed. I made my goodnights snugling with each other than oldest son who is too big for that.
I really have got to cut out the need for my house to be the same as when I am home. I guess the need to control one thing in my life is so strong I just can't stop. I just can't rest if there is stuff that needs to be done. I did however take time to spot #4 on her backbends, cartwheels and more. I also helped her practice the cheerleading flyer stuff she loves. Oh and we made our very first attempt at playing Mickey Mouse memory. Fun times teaching a 3 year old how to play such a game, really it sure was...NOT!

All this makes me think of Ecc 2:11 But as I looked at everything I had worked so hard to accomplish, it was all so meaningless—like chasing the wind. There was nothing really worthwhile anywhere. (Ecclesiastes 2:11 NLT)
In other news #1 had a glorious day following directions and not arguing. Thank you God that he can keep it together some days. It is such a reminder that the struggles are not forever and my steadfast prayers etc will make a difference. I just want my kids to be all that God made them for, fulfill their purpose and enjoy life to the fullest. That's not too much to ask right? HA!

Off to bed and the busy busy day of Halloween, work, school parties, dress up and trick or treating. More posts to come!

Comments

  1. Cathy BNovember 6, 2011 at 5:39 PM

    Is it just me or has #1 been rockin' a Star Wars costume for several years running? That's dedication.

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  2. EbethteachNovember 6, 2011 at 8:47 PM

    3 years running, #1 is all or nothing baby LOL

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