2 BOYS2 ages2 personalities2 years oldUntil now I have thought having
2 children was not that different from having one, just life at a faster pace. It was still the same daily routine. Well, having 1 plus a
2 year old is kicking my butt. I am sure it hasn't helped that my health has been less than perfect, but whose is?
It seems lately, I am not just tripping over the toys, but rather, lying prostrate on the ground next to them. And while I continue to wonder when I'll catch my "break," I realize this is exactly where the Lord wants me. He doesn't want me to do things on my own. He wants me to rely on Him. Why do these lessons surprise me? I have learned them over and over again.
I know I have raised a
2 year old already, but I forgot how much work it requires. How much patience and time and intentional teaching. Plus Mason is a different child, so although I've done it once, the same ways don't necessarily apply. He needs me to slow down and really be there for him. I am trying, but I am also trying to keep up with a 5 year old.
I am so thankful that I did not get sick last week. I am so thankful that despite the added stress, my neck has held in there. It continues to feel okay. I am thankful that although I will be putting the kids to bed 3 nights in a row, I have had amazing patience. Especially with the escape artist :)
I have felt God's hand at work. When I have needed Him the most, He has been gracious. I have been reading short bits from Proverbs when I wake up and before I go to sleep. And even though I am tripping and stumbling, His Word is softening the ground in which I continue to fall.
And despite my crazy days and sleepless nights; the moments and the lessons I have gained with
2 is priceless.
And because several of you have asked.
Yes, I cut off my hair. (Owen took this pic)
With the month I've had I am sure several have gone gray:)