Motherhood is an adventure that is never predictable.
Sometimes it’s up. Sometimes it’s down. It’s never boring and it’s ALWAYS a challenge!
And I’m trying to make the most of this hair-graying, heart-racing, panic-inducing adventure ride that I can; but that’s not always easy to do.
My intentions all day were to sit and write a lovely, reflective post on motherhood, because motherhood is all that and a bag of chips! But I must say, my focus has been somewhat diverted by the screaming match I just had with one of my kids. As a result, all of my happy-go-lucky, butterflies-in-my-tummy emotions that were necessary to write a such an ode to motherhood have violently ejected themselves out of my body and bounded right out of my window!
Even after 28 years of parenting, I’m still learning to take all of the “ups” the “downs” in stride. I’m still learning how one moment can be filled with hilarity and laughter and the next can be filled with sadness and heartache.
I’m still learning how to embrace the good and to NOT despise the bad . . . because the “bad” is how we grow in grace and how we learn empathy and compassion. It’s how we discover just how much we’ve failed God ourselves, as His children. It’s through the bad that we learn to trust God and to take Him at his word. It’s how “we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose” (Romans 8:28).
So, it doesn’t matter that I’ve just had a blow-out with a son who shall remain nameless because I’m not going to expose him to public disgrace. I won’t tell you that his name is >>>JONATHAN<<<>>>JONATHAN<<<>>>JONATHAN<<<>>>JONATHAN<<<JONATHAN<<< Because that would just be plain wrong!
I won’t plaster his picture all over my post because that would be a blatant violation of his privacy.
(Boy, good thing I didn’t do that.) :o)
Really now, I’ll use any excuse to plaster my kids faces all over my posts. Isn’t he a cutie-pie? I just love him! (That’s him with his younger sister.)
So you see, it doesn’t matter that we had a messy, “Why is this happening?” blow-out, because less than 30 minutes later it was like it never happened. (But while it was happening I wanted to choke him really good.)
I so want to enjoy my kids. I want to be able to enjoy the good days and not faint when I experience the bad ones.
Motherhood is a gift.
Enjoying your kids is a gift from God.
Take pleasure in those little boogers!
It won’t last forever.
Tiffiney, this post is relatable, enjoyable, and truthful – all the best things to have in a blog post! 🙂 One thing I know for sure is that your kids are blessed to have you as their mama. Thank you for sharing this with us at Grace & Truth!
Hi J! Thank you for your kind words about me being a momma. I am trying harder with each passing day. God is so good and really does answer prayer. Praise God! Thanks for stopping by!
Alison [Life of Scoop] says
How sweet, Tiffiney! I’m not a momma yet, but can you remind me of this when I become one someday?! 😉 Thanks for sharing with us again at 100 Happy Days. We sure love having you each week!
Enjoy your kiddos this weekend!
It’s such a pleasure to be linking up with you wonderful ladies over at the 100 Happy Days! (It’s one of my favorite linkups.) I would be more than happy to remind you of this truth in the future. I hope you keep stopping by until then. :o)
Enjoy your weekend in the beautiful foothills of the Colorado Mountains.