even in Australia.
As the Swedes would say: uffda. This has been a rough day. Mostly due to a small child who is behaving more and more like a terrible two-year old. Who body-snatched my sweet kid and put a defiant, willful child in his place?! I don’t think pregnancy and two year olds go well together. It’s like peanut butter and pickles or something that just should. not. mix. 😛
Anyway – to make myself feel slightly better about today’s dismal mothering skills, I wanted to at least jot down all I got done. That way when I wonder why I’m still so tired tomorrow, I can remember how much I did and feel better about feeling so exhausted. Keep in mind I’m at 35 weeks of pregnancy with only 5ish left to go. Thank you.
- Hardboiled a dozen eggs
- Had Jack help me “open” the baby shower gifts again and put them away
- Fed him breakfast and myself breakfast.
- Got us dressed.
- Cleaned up four potty accidents and the boy four times as well before 11am. (I started potty training on Friday with a few hiccups between now and then.)
- Whooped it up when Jack boy did make it to the toilet to poop for the first time! (Sorry everyone – yes, I’m excited about poop. In a toilet.)
- Went for a short walk with an ornery dog and the boy.
- Made lunch, ate lunch and cleaned lunch off of myself and Jack before his nap.
- Swept and dry mopped the floor.
- Completely cleaned the kitchen: emptied the dishwasher, filled the dishwasher, put stuff away, etc.
- Folded two loads of laundry.
- Dusted the main floor.
- Made BBQ chicken thighs and homemade pasta salad w/ fresh veggies and instant pudding for our evening picnic.
- Did more laundry as a result of the many pee accidents.
- Enjoyed a lovely picnic with my boys at a beautiful park overlooking a river and dam on a really gorgeous late summer afternoon.
- Picked up the main floor.
- Whooped it up again when the boychild pooped a second time IN THE TOILET. Not in a diaper. Not on the floor (he hasn’t done that ever, thankfully).
- Organized baby girl clothes into sizes, put away the too big sizes, dumped all the newborn & 0-3 month stuff into the washing machine.
- Bathed the boy, who in the process (while I was away for 5 minutes) emptied the entire contents of a brand new (shower gift!) bottle of Burt’s Bees Baby Wash into his bathwater. :-O Not happy Bob.
- Rinsed the boy off, since he was basically swimming in soap, and dressed his very fresh smelling self in PJ’s.
- Put the boy to bed.
- Researched and wrote an article for the newspaper.
- Folded another load of laundry.
- Went to bed.
Do not use your own mistakes as an excuse to wallow about what a bad mother you are. Repent, seek forgiveness, get it right, and move on. Believe. Be forgiven. Extend that forgiveness, that belief, that joy, to your children.
Mothering is a job that is full of difficult moments. You need to take what you believe and apply it to these difficult moments. Does the Bible teach us that God is disgusted by our frailty? That he doesn’t want to carry our burdens? That he doesn’t have the energy to deal with us?
The good news is, you don’t need to have been through some elite mother’s training camp to apply the gospel in your life. You need to believe. Trust God, give thanks. Laugh. Believe — and that will feed your children. Rest in God, and your children will learn to. Extend God’s kindness to you, to them. Forgive them the way God forgave you. You have everything you need to spiritually nourish your children, because you have Christ.
So tomorrow is another day – no mistakes, no spilled expensive shampoo, no angry words and the chance to begin again with the EVERYTHING I have in Christ to do this monumental task/gift of motherhood.