Some would say I’m a negative nelly, and I would agree whole
heartedly. I’d like to say it’s because I’m a realist because let’s be honest
that just sounds better, but, it’s just because I was born with this super
power that turns every thought towards the dark side. Some days just snapping
out of a negative thought takes forever. It’s not encouraging or productive! Being
a stay at home mom has enough challenges from dawn until dust and struggling
with your thoughts on top of all that is enough to make me want to head for the
hills. Alas, I find myself unable to move because of lack of motivation. A
catch 22!
You can imagine my surprise when the Lord thought to bless
me with these wonderful children and marvelously patient husband and a new
house to boot. Really Lord? There are much more qualified women to raise all
these kids and why hasn’t my husband realized the error of his ways and fled?
Decorate and clean this house so it looks and feels like a home….hahahaha! Have
you forgotten who You’re talking to? I’m the one without a stitch of perseverance.
I can’t even finish a meal let alone complete a task that requires creativity
and a bit of engineering such as making this house a home. And yet here I am
smack dab in the middle of this God given assignment.
I always hated when certain people would say God won’t give
you more than you can handle (insert eye roll emoji). My daughter has a thing
for emoji’s…anyways. My whole life has been one big ‘I can’t handle this party’
after another! And I’m still here. I don’t think the statement is true, at
least not for me. God has given me way more than I could handle time and time
again. Maybe He wants to prove to me that He will always see me through
whatever obstacles life throws my way. Maybe He wants to teach me to fully
trust that He is my strength. Maybe He wants me to grow beyond what my limited
mind says I can do. Or maybe He’s just trying to kill me (kidding). You must be
careful these days with sarcasm, especially on social media (winky face emoji).
One thing is for sure I am blessed! I have the most amazing
family anyone could ever ask for. Seriously I love my kids and my husband! We
have fun together when I’m not barking orders at them. I don’t bark orders at
my husband, because that doesn’t work ladies (sorry can’t help myself with the
sarcasm). My kids are incredible, they’ve been through so much in their short
little lives and still have compassion for others and love the imperfect mess
of a mom they’ve been given. And my husband, the most loving, thoughtful,
funny, forgiving, humble and sometimes sarcastic, man I’ve ever known. He truly
is my best friend. And so, my house will eventually get put in order and my
thoughts will eventually turn back to the light because when I sit down and
think about it who cares if I’m not Martha Stewart or the Pioneer woman. If my
kids and my husband love me apart from wife and mommy perfection than why
should I let another negative thought bring me down?
