I saw a quote on Pinterest that said “Sometimes I let the crazy momma out every once in awhile just to let me kids know she’s there.” I have to admit, crazy momma comes out more often than I want her to. I’ve noticed some sort of pattern, but in the heat of the moment, I can’t tell you what let’s her loose. Mother’s Day is so hard, because I don’t want to be celebrated when I feel like a failure…
I’ll admit it: I don’t like her. The woman who seems to have it all together. The one who has her husband, children, and family singing her praises seems to make my blood boil. I might smile at her from across the aisle at church, but deep inside I’m steaming mad. Who can compare with perfection? And for most of my motherhood I saw the Proverbs 31 as only perfection. Comparing myself to her left me feeling empty and disappointed….
Is it even possible to have patience, especially as a mom? I wonder this a lot, especially as a mother. I had PERFECT patience before kids. In fact, other kids rarely bothered me at all. I loved kids! I loved to babysit, hold babies, and watch toddlers. When we look up the word patience, I guarantee my picture is NOT there now. My own children get under my skin like nothing else! And after talking with other moms, especially moms of…
Ok. I’m going to be honest: mommy-ing is hard, and I’ve only been doing it for (almost) nine years. This summer I’ll become a momma of 5 kids. FIVE. I knew I would have a big family as a girl, but I didn’t know how big. (We leave for China this summer to bring home our sweet boy. Click here to be on the mailing list for updates!) I definitely didn’t foresee adoption as part of my story, but I’m…