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Le Musings of Moi, a place to say me too
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“Look! She does tricks! And she’s HAPPY! And this is all because of ME and my amazing parenting!!!”
Nearly every week I have had the pleasure of having a parent/teacher conference when I pick up my SWEET little beautiful and STUBBORN girl, Chloe.
{if you thought that sentence lasted forever, try standing in a public hallway watching your childs head spin.}
Because their humbling is happening, you just may not get the chance to see it in public like others get to see mine.
{it’s like they know i need blog material or something. my word.}
What has your kid done to embarass you lately?
Feeling humble?
For example.
Sometimes I even go into their rooms and whisper my insights and love just so they aren’t missing out.
Sure they’re asleep still, but I know somehow it gets in their hearts.
But it’s very specific time frame for me.
When I say night, I don’t mean when the sun goes down.
I don’t mean when the kids go down either.
{which some judgingly lovingly joke is basically the same time}
It’s at that time when suddenly I look at everything through rose colored glasses.
OR MAYBE….
It’s at that time that I am actually seeing things for how they truly are.
So, I have from basically around 10:15 until whenever I decide to go to bed to fully enjoy my day.
The problem with this, is that when I’m up and ready to be the Summer I was meant to be….the world is asleep.
I don’t care what kind of sale, chocolate, or amount of money you have for me.
I just CANNOT smile before 10.
To clarify: These are not your mousy, stamp-party moms.
These are cute, stylish, hottie moms.
The kind of moms that got “Most Beautiful Eyes” in high school, were the president of their sorority, and had all the guys drooling after them.
Take for example, the birthday party I (Summer) went to last weekend.
I thought I had my stuff together.
I showered, washed my hair, and I even brushed my teeth all before noon!
I had on cute jeans, a new ruffled tank top, and pointy-toed flats.
I was cool; I was hip.
I was not going to be the mom that let herself go.
Today I was a good mom.
I might even go so far as to say, I was kind of a good person too!
That’s not too bad, you know, considering I barely left my house, let alone my bed all day long.
{i’m sick, oh so sick….with something WAY worse than any man cold. it’s a MIDDLE CHILD cold.}
But, I woke up…and I got Taylor to school on time.
I smiled at him, and I was patient, and as he happily skipped in through the school gates, I thought…..”Look at that, he’s happy! In the morning even!”
And then because my throat was hurting and I felt the slightest feelings of aches in my bones, I decided it was a stay in bed day.
Besides, the rain was on it’s way.
And rain means, you stay in, and preferably in bed.
{this is what living in Washington all those years taught me.}
This made me an EXTRA cool mom, because Chloe got to snuggle up with mama, and watch TV all day!
After every show ended, she’d look up at me with her big brown eyes and ask, “Is it my turn again?!?”
Because usually she and Taylor (and sometimes she and I) have to take turns watching our shows.
the family that shares the tv together, stays together…
or something along those lines…
And all day I felt like I wasn’t quite sick enough to be in bed, but not well enough not to not be….if you know what I mean.
But it’s always better to be safe than sorry, so when guilt kicked in, I kicked it back out….because sometimes logic wins over guilt.
so the therapist tells me…and i’m learning.
And then….
I showered!!!
And got dressed!!!
All in time to pick up Taylor, drop him off for piano, RUSH to Trader Joes, and then back again just in time to pick him up.
I was ON IT.
Even though I was deathly sick.
We came home, did homework, played video games….
I made dinner.
And yes, I do consider milk and cereal dinner.
AND, being that I was on my game, I even gave them watermelon for dessert.
See?!?
I know a thing or two about nutrition.
I downloaded new games onto Taylors phone {which has no internet or phone service I feel the need to add}…..because his baby (high maintenance) ways have been less and I wanted to let him know I noticed.
And then I unloaded and loaded the dishwasher.
And I put BOTH kids to bed by myself, while sick, and not once did I lose my cool.
I was the good time mom today.
And I think I did pretty darn well if I do say so myself.
And…(i promise this is final “and”)….because I am SO unbelievably hard on myself especially when it comes to being a mom, I needed to notice this today.
I needed to write it down.
Being an amazing mom doesn’t mean being perfect, I’m learning this.
Slowly…it’s still sinking in.
It doesn’t mean you don’t have problems, and it doesn’t mean you always smile and never ever do you yell.
Being an amazing mom means loving on your kids even when things are hard.
It is shown when you find the will to fight and go on and on the days you can’t, you just snuggle them close in bed and let them know they are still loved and cared for.
I think I did that today.
on another note….
it’s been heavily on my heart to do a missions trip to Uganda.
that much is clear.
there is an opportunity to go with my church in June, but i’d have to commit by the end of this week.
if this is THE trip i’m intended to be on, God would truly need to open doors and make it clear.
so, if you’re the prayin’ type, send one up for me would ya?
xoxo
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