Raising Children has got to be one of the hardest jobs there is.
So selfless. Between cloth diapering, breast feeding, preschoolers and teenage hormones, I’m spent by mid morning. My goodness! They gang up on you some days and it’s like being under enemy fire. On those days, I just try to take a step back, take a breath and vent a little bit to someone I know understands and who I trust. It’s exhausting but, I would not trade any one of them for anything. Well…? No, I’m just kidding. They are all so amazing in their own ways. Each one has their own unique personality, abilities, and gifts. Watching day after day, their positive personality shining forth, makes you catch your breath for a second and think wow, they have the ability to change the world. I love it! I pray that each one of them will have a heart for GOD. That they will live each day obediently to him. Yes, I also pray for their health, prosperity, relationships, and education amongst other thing’s, but their heart’s for GOD is the most important.
Each of our children have to clean their room, have one daily house hold chore and a weekly house hold chore. Boy, do they hate having chores. They feel like they are the only children in the whole world that have chores. In addition to being the only children in the whole world without cell phones. What kind of parents could we possibly be that we make them do chores and NO CELL PHONES!!? REALLY!! I just let them know, insert sarcastic monotone now, that yes, we are the meanest, most horrible, worst parents in the world, because you guys have to do your homework, clean your rooms, clean up after dinner, pick up toys, clean your bathroom, and vacuum. Yes, their life is very hard and sucks horribly. End sarcastic monotone.
They are the best of friends and the worst of enemies every day. You never know what your going to get, and when your going to get it. So, you just hang on for the ride refereeing when a penalty is thrown. Pun intended. When push comes to shove (yep another pun), they would be there for one another no matter what.
I have no golden answers when it comes to raising children, as I fail every day, but the love I have for my children is what keeps me going every day. Their well being is critical to my life. I’m not the worlds perfect mom, though I wish I was, and strive to be better. I just wake up every day knowing that I get the chance to start that day off new. To be able to help them, teach them, love them, encourage them better this day than the last. Hoping that I don’t screw them up for life. It’s really nice having family and friend’s that have children the same ages, that you can bounce things off of and also having a shoulder to cry on once in awhile, or more often then that. :). My house is not a museum and with eight of us, who range so widely in age, the house gets pretty cluttered. I’ve been told to burn it down, but that’s not the answer either, because then you just have the stress of rebuilding and before long your back to just as much clutter. So, I have learned to just accept it the way it is, as my home. Filled to the brim with love and GOD’s many many blessings! All six of them!