My children are the most incredible gift I have ever been given on this earth. Some days I look at my kids and can hardly believe that God would choose to bless me with 5 incredible sons. I am humbled that He let me borrow these little lives to mold, influence, teach, and most of all love.
Motherhood is unlike a lot of jobs out there where you have a boss who will come along and give you a pat on the back or tell you you're doing a great job. In fact there are very few people who have really ever told me they think I'm a good mom. Most of the time I get strange looks or rude comments from people who find my family is simply too large and unmanageable. (The unmanageable thoughts must come when the boys are NOT playing ring around the rosy while running around the grocery cart in the middle of the aisle. Sorry if I blew our image of having the perfect kids). =)
Sometimes I feel like I am getting it all completely wrong and I wonder why God thinks I can handle this job of motherhood at all! There are times when I do NOT go and hide in the closet and cry just because I am so overwhelmed with this job I have been called to do. There are NOT times when I am ready to fly out the door the minute Chad gets home to go run away for 40 minutes to regain some of my sanity. There are certainly NOT times when I think I cannot stand another second of fighting, crying, struggling with schoolwork, being loud, being messy, doing a million loads of laundry every week, cleaning pee off of the toilets.
I could go on and on about how I thought my life was going to turn out and what 'I' was going to do with it. Deep down the one and only thing I have really ever wanted to be is a mom. I love my job more than anything and I wouldn't trade it for the world. Over and over I am reminded that THIS is what God has called me to do. Celebrating Mother's Day for me is not about what presents I get or doing something special. For me it is more about reflecting on God's purpose for my life and the bountiful blessings He has given to me in the form of my 5 sons.
I am a blessed, blessed woman!
Don't you see children are God's best gift? The fruit of the womb his generous legacy? Like a warrior's fistful of arrows are the children of a vigorous youth. Oh, how blessed are you parents with your quivers full of children! Your enemies don't stand a chance against you; you'll sweep them right off your doorstep. (Psalm 127:3-5 * The Message)
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