4 at 22 is hard
As a mom we have had those days where it's one thing after another. When one child isn't screaming or asking for something, the other is. Well...that's been my story these past few days. There was a small moment today that I realized something.
I had brought the kids out for an hour to draw on the front porch and play in the yard. Hoping that maybe for just a few minutes everything would be okay and the day would get easier. Leah was playing in the yard, Railee was drawing pictures in the dirt and Hannah was sitting here on the porch asking me questions. Leah came up to me all excited with a pecan in her hand. "Mommy I found one! I found you one! Here mommy! Pinecone! I did it!" My 3 year old was so excited about this little surprise that she had found on the ground. She brought it to me as "a present for mommy" as she called it. She was smiling from ear to ear. Then Railee called me over to see a little sandcastle she had made. They were both so incredibly proud of themselves.
It was in that moment that I realized that no matter how irritated my children can make me from time to time there is no way, on earth, that I would ever stop loving them nor would i want to. There are some days I just feel at my wits end like I can't handle any of it but then I look at their sweet faces and they tell me "I'm sorry mommy" or "I love you mommy" and the irritation desolves. I can't stay mad at them.
Having four children of the age of 22 isn't easy. I get irritated, I get frustrated, and there are days I just want to sit down in the bathroom and cry but then at night when I see their sweet faces, I know that I wouldn't have it any other way. I know that I wouldn't wanna live this life without them. People tell me all the time that I shouldn't have had my kids so close together but in reality? I'm glad I did because it means I get to spend the rest of my life raising my family and watching my family grow.
I had brought the kids out for an hour to draw on the front porch and play in the yard. Hoping that maybe for just a few minutes everything would be okay and the day would get easier. Leah was playing in the yard, Railee was drawing pictures in the dirt and Hannah was sitting here on the porch asking me questions. Leah came up to me all excited with a pecan in her hand. "Mommy I found one! I found you one! Here mommy! Pinecone! I did it!" My 3 year old was so excited about this little surprise that she had found on the ground. She brought it to me as "a present for mommy" as she called it. She was smiling from ear to ear. Then Railee called me over to see a little sandcastle she had made. They were both so incredibly proud of themselves.
It was in that moment that I realized that no matter how irritated my children can make me from time to time there is no way, on earth, that I would ever stop loving them nor would i want to. There are some days I just feel at my wits end like I can't handle any of it but then I look at their sweet faces and they tell me "I'm sorry mommy" or "I love you mommy" and the irritation desolves. I can't stay mad at them.
Having four children of the age of 22 isn't easy. I get irritated, I get frustrated, and there are days I just want to sit down in the bathroom and cry but then at night when I see their sweet faces, I know that I wouldn't have it any other way. I know that I wouldn't wanna live this life without them. People tell me all the time that I shouldn't have had my kids so close together but in reality? I'm glad I did because it means I get to spend the rest of my life raising my family and watching my family grow.
I am proud of you for striving everyday to do all you can for your babies.
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