Motherhood . . .
Dealing with a crying, fussy clingy baby, tantrums, hitting, kicking, screaming, snotty remarks, whining, and my requests for help knowingly ignored. . .
. . . keep the dishes clean, laundry going, help with homework, remove crumbs from the bottom of my feet, bathe kiddos, wash the pee soiled sheets, change a wiggly baby's poopy diaper, make dinner, pack lunches, brush teeth, wipe sticky hands, chauffer kiddos, plunge a toilet, clean up the mess of the over flowed toilet, comb hair, comfort the child who was punched in the nose or kicked in the head, keep objects away from the edges of tables & counters (the baby is getting taller) and fold the laundry . . .
Somehow despite my knowledge and understanding of the plan of salvation, and testimony of Christ and the importance of maintaining an eternal perspective amidst trials I loose it! And wonder how I got myself into this predicament? I find myself wishing that Dorthy would come and land her house on top of me . . .
. . . or that she would pour water on me so I could scream, "I'm melting, I'm melting!"
But alas, my wishes don't come true, it isn't part of the plan or eternal perspective you know, the land of OZ after all in not real. But in all reality I wonder why we don't hear and read more about how to get through the bitter daily Mommy moments. We are taught often about how to get through the big trials of life, but where is the Sunday lesson or Ensign article on how to calmly deal with the above mentioned scenario?
Yea, yea, yea, I know it falls under "love one another", the Atonement, patience, kindness, respect, inviting the Spirit into our home, etc. My brain knows all of that stuff and even my heart wants all of that and feels it; but somehow the wires have been clipped that connect my brain and heart to the rest of me.
So,
. . . all while I attempt to . . .
. . . keep the dishes clean, laundry going, help with homework, remove crumbs from the bottom of my feet, bathe kiddos, wash the pee soiled sheets, change a wiggly baby's poopy diaper, make dinner, pack lunches, brush teeth, wipe sticky hands, chauffer kiddos, plunge a toilet, clean up the mess of the over flowed toilet, comb hair, comfort the child who was punched in the nose or kicked in the head, keep objects away from the edges of tables & counters (the baby is getting taller) and fold the laundry . . .
leaves me feeling like . . .
the wicked witch!
Somehow despite my knowledge and understanding of the plan of salvation, and testimony of Christ and the importance of maintaining an eternal perspective amidst trials I loose it! And wonder how I got myself into this predicament? I find myself wishing that Dorthy would come and land her house on top of me . . .
. . . or that she would pour water on me so I could scream, "I'm melting, I'm melting!"
But alas, my wishes don't come true, it isn't part of the plan or eternal perspective you know, the land of OZ after all in not real. But in all reality I wonder why we don't hear and read more about how to get through the bitter daily Mommy moments. We are taught often about how to get through the big trials of life, but where is the Sunday lesson or Ensign article on how to calmly deal with the above mentioned scenario?
Yea, yea, yea, I know it falls under "love one another", the Atonement, patience, kindness, respect, inviting the Spirit into our home, etc. My brain knows all of that stuff and even my heart wants all of that and feels it; but somehow the wires have been clipped that connect my brain and heart to the rest of me.
So,
COMING SOON!!!
(or just coming, hopefully sooner than later, I have to figure it out first)
How to handle everyday moments of motherhood,
while being screamed at by an almost 8 year old,
with a quiet, soft and happy disposition.
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