Every day I wish I could honestly say, "I would rather be at home mothering my child than any other place in the world," but that's not always true. Some days it's true, but there are many days I struggle being content with being home. There are days when I think someone else could do a better job, so I'll just go back to working outside the home. There are days when I think this is crazy........why do people do it again? There are days when I spend the whole day fighting tears. There are days when I have a few moments to myself and clarity seeps in.
Then, there are days when I look at my boy accomplishing something for the first time and I think there is no better place to be than right here. Days when he pats me on the shoulder saying, "Mama," that I know no one else could do a better job than ME! Days when I look forward to the day my little turkey will play along side his brother or sister. Days when I pray not for strength to make it through the day, but for a little boy who grows into a man who loves the Lord Jesus, who respects authority, who is generous, and compassionate to all people. Days when my heart could burst open overflowing with the love and joy I feel.
It seems those days of overflowing with joy, those days of contentment have been few in recent months, so I write this as a reminder that those exist and they are reason enough for me to be staying home during this season of my life. I write this as a reminder that when working full time as a Physical Therapist, I had days when I was overwhelmed and frustrated. I write this as a reminder that God is always present and always working in me regardless of my feelings and circumstances.
Today, I just needed to remind myself, because today has been ROUGH!!!
*Written a few days ago