Hard Work

I’m feeling tested… pushed… and yanked at times today. I feel so bad that I can’t keep my patience without blowing my top – I have so much to be thankful for. Healthy kids being number one. There are so many families surrounding us that are having such incredibly hard times with their little ones and serious health concerns. And here I am, yanked/frustrated/wanting to blow my top over the small stuff. Can you pray for me today? I sat here and prayed out loud while Mikie was saying, “I want some juice Mom, get me some juice, can I have some juice,” over and over. I guess I just feel some days that my patience has been rubbed down to the flesh with sand paper. I can’t contain my impatience, it comes out in the form of yelling. Like Mikie at breakfast this morning, crying his eyes out cause he didn’t want the Lucky Charms in his bowl (milk already poured on them), he wanted Froot Loops. How the HECK am I supposed to know this if he doesn’t tell me? I’m telling him to eat the Lucky Charms anyways and be fine with it. He keeps crying… This is after he has cried and whined most of the morning cause I “left him upstairs all alone” (mind you I had Molly in my arms carrying laundry down the stairs and had to feed her). I try so hard to keep my cool, stay patient and think of how I respond to the kids. I remember being a kid and feeling bad when someone said something in a not-so-nice tone to me. But it’s hard… It’s hard!
Can you see my struggle? I’m so thankful for what we have, we have been given so much and I need to focus and thank the Heavenly Father for these gifts. But instead the devil gets a foothold of me sometimes and I explode over the really, not so big stuff. Being a mom is hard work, hard work I tell ya! :)