It has been a terribly long week. Sometimes I think motherhood is more like a huge wrestling match, pitting your will against theirs. Yes, I'm older, hopefully wiser, and bigger- but my kids are louder, possibly more stubborn, and well, just generally louder.
Matt has been gone a lot lately for business and I am feeling a bit run over. 4 young kids is not easy with 2 adults in the picture, but 4 kids alone is really not much fun.
I have to keep reminding myself that they will someday outgrow the needy, clingy, whiny" stage and eventually enter the "ignoring me" stage (which I probably won't like any better, but which sounds heavenly right about now.) I keep praying for some relief from the chaos and occasionally I do get tossed a tender mercy.
This week's positive event: LEVI ROLLED OVER for the first time on Tuesday, the 9th. He seems so surprised at this new skill, and he keeps trying to get his knees up under his belly too, as if ready to crawl. He reminded me what a miracle my kids are. Just 5 1/2 months ago he was completely helpless and look at him now, rolling over and on the verge of crawling. How blessed I am to get to watch them grow. It is so exciting (albeit noisy) to be their mother. I love it.
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Those moments make the tough times so worth it. :) Hang in there cousin, it just gets better. (She said before her 3 girls hit their teens. LOL)
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