Sometimes motherhood isn't what I thought it would be. Sometimes I'm surprised by my boys likes and dislikes as well as their abilities and disabilities.
It's not all peaches and cream. Not that I thought it would be, but sometimes, it's more like mushrooms and vinegar (those are gross things to me).
I struggle to be the best version of me as a mom to my kids when it's hard. I know it's hard for everyone, I'm not saying that I have a harder situation than anyone else, in fact, I know several people who are in some very serious struggles right now. That doesn't make it any easier for me though, just makes me pray for them and their families.
How do I know I'm giving them enough one on one time? I know I don't.
Are we spending enough time reading this summer? I know we're not.
Does it matter? I'm not really even sure.
How much sports is too much? I don't know.
How late is too late to stay up on a weekday? I have no idea.
Are they learning about chores and responsibility early enough? I don't know, but we're trying.
What about respect and kindness? It sure doesn't feel like it.
God's word? I'm afraid not, we need to step it up.
Are we making enough good memories? I hope so.
Why does summer go so fast? I guess because we love it so.
How did they do it years ago with families of 8 and 10 children? I have trouble with my 4 and all I want to teach them. But I work during the week so I have to turn a lot of that over to our sitter. That scares me too. I trust her and she loves them, but God gave them to me to raise. Oh, I hope I'm doing a good enough job.
Just some ramblings I needed to get out. Summer is hard for me-that's when I really struggle with being a working mom. But, I wouldn't trade my boys for anything! And I think they're kind of partial to me too!