Can I get an AMEN?
Being an adult is hard. DANG hard.
I spend most of my mornings like this
I am a stay at home mother to my two littles.
Translation-I thrive on coffee.
I love being at home, raising my kids, but it doesn't mean it's easy.
Sometimes I'm jealous of the fact my husband gets to leave all day to go to work.
I crave adult interaction and the thought of being around adults all day sometimes seems, dare I say, heavenly?
But then I have the moments like these
& I thank God that he has provided us the blessing that is letting me stay home with my kids.
When you're daughter hangs her arms around your neck and whispers in your ear
"You're the best mommy in the world."
and your son walks into your arms for the first time
and you actually got to witness it...
all the exhaustion, all the stress, all the chaos,
it just seems to fade
& you breathe in those moments
& pray they last forever.
Being an adult is hard. There are struggles, and responsibilities, and roadblocks...I know.
Each day it seems as if a new hurdle has to be jumped.
The past few days have been harder than most.
Some nights, after I tuck my kids into bed, I wonder if I was enough.
Was I good enough? Did I yell too much, did I not discipline them enough, did they watch too much TV, did I tell them I loved them enough.
But in this moment, right now, I choose to be thankful.
Thankful for my children, thankful for my husband, thankful for a roof over my head.
I am imperfect, my life is imperfect, but in my flaws I find beauty.
The act of waking up each day to two little ones yelling "Momma!" is beautiful enough for me.
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