It's 6am, the house is completely dark, and I've turned on every fan in the house in efforts to mask any sounds I may accidentally make. As with about every third day or so, the morning began at 4am with a hungry baby boy who puts up quite the fight to then go back to sleep. Let me clarify, he's up every day at 4 BUT, every third day or so, I lose this fight and he's just plain up (and throughout the night of course for his normal shenanigans). Yikes!
This morning however, I was able to get him back to sleep and am enjoying just a few minutes to myself before our spirited first born awakes with full gusto for the day. In the midst of the mumble jumble of course, Andrew has long left for work with a packed day ahead.
It's often said, "the days are long but the years are so short" in regards to parenting little ones.
Yesssssss... these days are long and it seems that ours really have no end and no beginning. It's like one long, long, long day with constant ups and downs. Maybe we just have quite the kiddos on our hands but It's hard. Just plain hard. It's joyous, delightful, exhausting, frustrating, and wonderful all at the same time. In the thick of a challenging parenting time, I'm encouraged of course by scripture. In these moments to myself I am reminded that the "fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control." Galatians 5:22-23. I need each of those fruits every single day and the Holy Spirit will provide them. Spirit, lead me. Spirit, provide me with abundant patience, with abundant gentleness.
And with that, the littles are up.... back to it, I go. Hang in there mamas! May you celebrate the littlest of victories, may you take that extra deep breath for self control, may you extend grace and kindness to those little toesies and nosies following your every step throughout the day.
And.... thank you to the mamas in my life for being an encouragement to me when I most need it!