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One of THOSE days

Do you know what I'm talking about?

Everything is achy, PMS, can't stand the voices of your own children, have 54 things to do but can't seem to get the first one done, want to decorate for Christmas but it isn't even the middle of October yet.

You know what I mean?

There are weeks that go by when I think I have this mom thing under control. And then it all comes crashing down. I realize that my lapses in disciplining my children over time have rewarded me with disrespectful, disobedient children.

And it isn't that I don't know better. I know all the Bible verses, I've read all of Dobsons books, I am a Babywise mom(Oh how I love the first Babywise book!), I have 4 children and homeschool them, how could I be doing this all wrong?!!

I'm supposed to love my childrens voices, enjoy cooking breakfast and lunch for them, and enjoy our time together. But then there are days like today. What is that verse again? Isaiah 40:11 ...and (He) shall gently lead those that are with young.

Oh Dear God, I pray that you gently lead me today. Lead me to love, cherish, and discipline my children in a way that is so very pleasing to You. Amen.

Please don't read this and think my plate is too full. It isn't. If I were volunteering, running to meetings all week, working at the church and ironing then maybe my plate would be full. But I haven't had to put makeup on since Sunday, so I'm pretty sure my plate isn't full! Thanks for the empathy and wanting to help though.

It is just one of THOSE days!

Julie

Comments

Anonymous said…
My children are grown and I still have those days. Even though the boys have moved out some days I wonder if they ever really left home. They never are too far from Momma and will always come to her with their joys and their problems.
Enejoy them while they are young because the older they get the bigger the problems get.
Diana
Anonymous said…
I know exactly what you mean! and thank you for saying it! I have had a day just like that today, and was feeling alone in it. I think all moms feel this way, but some reason at the time it feels as if we are the only ones that doesn't have it all together. I had all those thoughts just this morning, while trying to do laundry in a laundry mat w/ a 4 yr. old. I love the verse in Isiah...I will pray that one too. Thanks for sharing. I believe moms need to hear from other "real" moms.
Sisters said…
wish I was there. We would paint a pumpkin, make fun of our paint jobs, drink Coke products...and I would tie the kids up to their beds and give them a nerd rope to keep them quiet! hee hee
All the time I hear people telling me how wonderful my sister is and how well-behaved her children are. Recognize that and smile. They could have me for a mother and that would be sad. Stay strong and keep healthy so I don't have to try to fill your huge shoes...PLEASE! They are pretty shoes though.
AJL
hsmomma said…
Know what you mean?? Geez, have you been looking in my window?!?! Sounds just LIKE a day in my life, today as a matter of fact.....
annieology said…
Yes, those darn hormones. I listen to Amy Grant's first Christmas album all year round. But now my husband discourages the practice until November, bummer. But I totally get it.
Matt and Jolee said…
I have had LOTS of those days recently. Like, the whole summer! I've finally snapped out of it though, I think. You are not alone....

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