Monday, June 25, 2012
There are times when I feel I'm a bit more impatient and I will realize I'm more snappy with her "stories" than I am happy. When I realize that happens, I immediately stop what I'm doing, give her a big hug, and listen and laugh to whatever she's telling me. I love that girl so much and I don't ever want to take her for granted.
It seems so easy to "not have time" for our little ones, isn't it? Dishes needs washed, laundry needs folded, items need to be picked up and put away.. but then I realize that I left home to marry my husband when I was only 18. The thought of Zoe or Max leaving and me regretting not being there for them scares me to death.
Sometimes Paul may come home and the dishes are stacked up or the living room is a mess, and I feel bad for that.. but I know that my chores didn't get accomplished because I was spending time with my babies. They needed me that day. Of course I always do my best to have the house clean AND enjoy my babies.. but sometimes little ones need extra love and care.
God, forgive me for sometimes having a short temper with my children. Sometimes the days get stressful; potty training isn't happening the way I like it to, Max is crying because he simply chooses to be mad, Zoe tells me no when I tell her to do something.. Life is hard sometimes! But help me to always be patient and to use loving, yet firm, words to benefit my babies. Help me to never take Zoe, Max, and our unborn baby for granted.