Things are good, busy, but good. The days are filled to the brim with “life” which leaves getting on the computer not so much an option right now. The kids activities are filling up our schedule, a three week cold went through our house and I finished my first half marathon with the second one this weekend.
Amelia and Sylvie at Little Picasso’s art class
Axel growing up way too fast!
Amelia being Viv’s shadow…they are two peas in a pod lately!
Sylvie doing some puzzles…
I am really enjoying time on my Singer doing RisaAnn Designs projects and excited to share my first quilt experience on the RisaAnn blog next week! Here Vivian is lounging on her quilt this past weekend.
Lately in all the busyness I am feeling a bit weary in my parenting journey. I want to finish the day off feeling like we had a great day not regretting how part of the day played out. I never in all my days thought that two little two year olds could run the show. Today as they are about a month away from turning 3 I realized that right now they decide if they are going to take a nap, they decide what they are going to eat and they decide who is putting on their clothes. I know I could demand that they nap, eat what I serve and put on their clothes to save time, but really where does that leave me? Crying kids, frustrated mom and we most likely will not save any time. So I am giving in…no, not letting them run wild and have no respect for others but letting them be more independent, saying yes more to their requests and just enjoying more moments instead of trying to control the moments.
Just yesterday I read a chapter in Lara Williams book about laying down control. It was such a great read for me right now. Control usually has to do with fear. Fear that these little ones will not learn to be nice, or share toys or make good choices…really I think in the end they will be fine but in the heat of the moment fear can creep in. Fear is not what He wants for us, He wants love.
1 John 4:18 There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear…
Another very wisdom filled thing I read about was trials. Those pop up in our days…not major life altering trials but 55 small trials that by the end of the day feel life altering. Then, I read to count these trials as joy. What?!?! Joy??? How can the trials be joy? Well they can be if I look at the big picture of life and not the little moments of frustration.
James 1:2-3 …whenever trials come your way, let it be an opportunity for joy. For when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow.
Hebrews 12:1 …let us run with endurance the race God has set before us.
So, I have been reminded again this week that being a parent is not a sprint, it is an ultra-marathon!