This week I have three sick kids - just colds and coughs but they sure are miserable!! And today I actually envied Justin going out to work. Of course when I think about it rationally I wouldn't change my decision to stay at home with the girls, but with three of them moaning and crying for attention before it had even got to 8am I was ready to walk out the door. Praise God for my mother in law who let me escape for a couple of hours for a coffee.
I am blessed that I have a husband who often says thank you but I think mothering sometimes seems extra hard because you never really feel very appreciated! And as I was having a moan about this, it got me thinking that God probably feels the same - I mean how often do we really thank God for fathering us so well - and he does a much better job than us!! (I'm sure that's not very theologically correct but you know what I'm saying right?!) And amazingly He is the one who gives us the strength to parent our kids - even when you get through a whole box of tissues in one day for snotty noses, or find yourself rushing out late at night for another bottle of calpol...He is there sustaining us.
I think it has only been since having children of my own that I have really understood and appreciated all that my parents did for me growing up and I suppose it will be the same for my kids...And that's okay!! On days like these when I'm worn out and fed up and ready for bed before the girls are, I will thank God because His mercies are new every morning. And I will think of my own mummy whose love for me I understand much better now I have babies of my own.
On days like these I praise Jesus for CBeebies, sugary biscuits, the makers of children's paracetemol, hot chicken from the supermarket and all my mummy friends who understand xxx
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