My faults and failings as a mother often seem to be so many. Many times I look these beautiful children that God has given to me, and wonder how He thought I was the perfect mother for them? I often struggle. I mess up. I have to say I'm sorry, a lot. Asking for their forgiveness always makes my voice start to shake. But how quick they are to forgive! After hearing that wonderful blessing the heart beats an extra beat, then once again I am left feeling light and refreshed.
Your hand will uplift me, Lord, when I have fallen; my failings and trespasses all are forgiven. All are forgiven. Hymn 467;3
Opportunities are often things you haven't noticed the first time around.
Something that I never noticed the first time around was, how we so often take the time spent with loved ones for granted.
After I graduated from High School I was in a rush to get out the door and experience the real world all on my own. Did I seriously not think that my mother was a girl just like me at one time in her life?
Little did I know that after having our first child how much I would need my mom again. Granted it was over the phone. But even those phone calls seem to help me through this new stage of life.
With our first, I also didn't seem to notice how fast the baby stage actually goes. I think it's because I was so excited to watch him get to the next milestone; rolling, sitting, crawling, then walking. Before I knew it our baby was grown out of that stage and we couldn't go back in time.
Now fast forward a several years, baby #4 just turned ONE! Where does the time go?
I'm sad to say our children are slowly gaining more independence and don't want my help as much. I hope that I can be here for them, just like my mother was when I needed her again.
The glory is not in never failing, but in rising every time you fail.
Last week this child decided she was done with diapers and wanted to wear undies.
Keep in mind that I've told the hubby and a few friends she is one child that I'd PAY someone else to potty train.
So I went along with it and figured one day of accidents to clean up and we'd be back to diapers at bedtime. Well, this determined and strong willed girl had a different idea. It has been a week now that she's been in underwear. We've survived running errands and outings. We've one accident per day for the first four and now she has the hang of it. A few of the days I feel like the accidents were my fault, but I'm going to blame it on the weather. Ha.
She got to pick out her very first Barbie as a prize. Even Barbie goes potty too.
I guess if there is a will there is a way. It doesn't matter if your 2 1/2 or 82. She wasn't going to let her mom and a little accident put her back in diapers.
We are switching up who we are linking to again. Head over Gloria's way next.