It’s 9:30 am, and my kids have been up for 4.5 hours. No wonder I run out of things to occupy them all day! Last night I was experiencing some overwhelming feelings of discouragement and feeling like I lack the “right” amount of patience and long-suffering that a good mom should have. Luckily, I did recognize these feelings as ones that were coming from Satan, who doesn’t want us to feel like we’re doing a good job.
Since I’ve become a mom, I’ve had this new awareness and tremendous respect for moms. I can’t believe so many people have done and are able to do this large task!
I am thankful for my mom, who helped me with my math homework almost EVERY night, had lots of books available in our home for us to read, drove us ALL over the place in the “taxi,” often left little treats and surprises on my pillow for when I got home from school, helped me put the clean sheets on my bed, put things away when I left them in a growing pile by my bedroom door, cheered for us, listened to us, always made (and still makes) birthdays and holidays very exciting and special for us, displayed a lot of patience, and never appeared to be “weary in well-doing.”