Taylor’s favorite phrase to say to me, is: “And then what did you think?” Well that, and the phrase: “No Mom, I don’t want to do that right now. Here’s the plan, I’ll do what I want to do first and then I’ll do what you want me to do. Okay Mom?”
Which brings me to my first point.
I used to think I was patient until I had kids. But now…
Well, I find it’s my struggle every single day. I have to BREATHE. Sometimes very deeply. Well, not sometimes….often.
I don’t know what it is about kids that makes it so hard to be patient. I mean, I’ve had boyfriends who required more patience than my own kids do. And yet,
Daily, Hourly…Minute by Minute, I have to breathe.
I used to think I would never make the same mistakes that my parents made. And yet, as I grow up, I realize I’m just as human as they are. And mistakes have and have yet to be made.
I used to think that I understood God. But, with seeing life happen all around me, I realize I don’t understand His ways at all. I will never understand Him. But, I understand my own ways even less, and I actually am me. (Woah, that’s deep.) So, rather than try to figure it all out, I will simply trust Him instead.
I used to think I wasn’t worthy of being forgiven. Too many times mistakes were held over my head by others, but most often by myself. Now, in learning to forgive the people I love and seeing forgiveness being given to others, I realize that I am just as worthy as they are.
I used to think I didn’t want a boy, until I had Taylor. And then even though he has kept me humble, I started to think I only wanted boys and quickly decided I didn’t want a girl. But, then I had Chloe, and now I’m happy I have one of each.
I used to think I would never be close with my sisters. But now, they are some of my closest friends, and I depend on their love and friendship more than anything.
I used to think I liked jeans, but now I adore elastic.
I used to have time to think…oh those were the days.
I used to think, but all this goes to show that I really don’t know much even after all that thinking.
Hmm, there is surely a lesson to be learned here, but I don’t want to think anymore.
© 2009 “Le Musings of Moi”
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Such a clever little post full of great thoughts. 🙂
Great response to that prompt. Mine was similar… but not as funny or poignant… go figure. I lol at loving elastic and having time to think. Those WERE the days.
I think most of us, like you, think we know what we want, but when we get something else, we change our minds.
Most of us, like you, think we know what we want, but when we get something else, we change our minds.
Elastic is always a friend. {*grin*}
Good response. A lot of changing as we age and grow.
Elastic is the bomb diggety. Actually it’s the bomb shiggety diggety.
Yeah…elastic is good.
Funny how time changes what we used to think…
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Great post. I used to think a lot of those things too. Funny how changes in life make us think differently.
I LOVE the differences between boys and girls. I too am so glad I have both
Kids change everything!
I once thought that I never wanted a boy and then I had one… then I really didn’t want a girl… and I had one of them too. It is nice though… I love their differences. Loved this blog1
Wow you seem to think more then I do or at least you used to think, LOL! Yeah! I didn’t want a boy either and got one first and well I don’t regret it at all! and my girl is wonderful too! Wonderful post!
I definitely have to remember to BREATHE as well.. often. My first is a boy, and now I’m desperate for the next one to be a girl (he’s a pretty high-strung toddler, but then.. the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree!)
Great take on the prompt! I enjoyed this!
I think we lose our patience sometime between the conception of the child and the actual childbirth. Not sure how but I know it isn’t around as much as it was before I had them.
I loved it. it was deep.
Funny…I NEVER thought my sister and I would be close! We HATED each other growing up! Now we are really close. I also think that it is funny how I used to think my parents wouldn’t let me do stuff because they were mean. NOW I realize they just wanted me alive and well b/c they actually did love me!!
Kids do try your patience a lot. And, it’s very true about sisters. My sister and I fought all the time growing up. Now, she’s one of my best friends. And, who doesn’t love elastic?!?
That was a fun post. Its amazing what time does to us. Makes us feel more and more stupid. Ah to be a know-it-all teenager again.
BTW, I just may have mentioned you in my post today.
Okay you scare me sometimes with how much you think so much like me! One of me, thinking like me is bad enough – but to find someone who can vocalize what I’m think is terrifying.
Waists weren’t made for jeans. Elastic is a waist bestfriend.
Sister I can’t live with them and i can’t live without them.
I had the same thoughts about having boys. But I’ve been converted. They are the sweetest. Oh, and what would we do without sisters?
Adorable blog!
Great post, very “think”ful
how our sweet love bugs change everything. Maybe for the better? (elastic.yesss)
i especially learn about forgiveness when my children forgive and forget so easily (((thank dear god in heaven)))
beautiful post
Well put!
I sometimes think about all the time I had to myself and didn’t appreciate it. Can you imagine having ALL WEEKEND to just think about and do whatever you wanted? Good post!