It was rainy this morning, but I had our bedroom window open which faces all the houses across the street. Natalie and Jansen were both whining and crying and I could see my neighbors (who don't have any kids yet) in their garage across the street and I wondered if they could hear the kids and also wondered if they were thinking how sorry they felt for me all cooped up inside with whiny children.
Gratefully, the thing is, I don't feel sorry for myself. I love being a mom and I love my life. Today I pulled the most disgusting hair ball out of the shower drain, I cleaned the toilet, removed a gross shower curtain and replaced it, dragged the kids to 2 stores, cleaned up crayon drawings off the kitchen floor and kitchen table, wiped up milk off the coffee table, changed 2 dirty diapers, etc. DO NOT MISUNDERSTAND ME or think I am a Pollyanna. I did not really enjoy any of it, but deep down I am still so happy. Maybe a better word is fulfilled. Fulfilled by my husband, my kids, my friends and family, and my faith.
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You said it sister. I couldn't agree more. But maybe just maybe I would be more fulfilled if I learned to use a sewing machine...
That is pretty much how I feel, and I am glad to know there are others. I have been so thankful for my family, and especially my marriage. I thought everyone was happy like that, but lately I am learning, that not everyone is as happy and fulfilled as I am. I guess I am just neieve (how the heck do you spell that?)
this is such a great post. thanks for giving me a little uplift!
Amen!
How fun to read that all you young mothers are appreciating the good life. I remember feeling that way about being a mother when my kids were young. The great part that will rub off on your kids and on it goes!
This needs to go on the mom blog. We all feel the same way...maybe not always happy, but fulfilled knowing we're doing what we were "made" to do!
Awesome! that is how I feel. Happy birthday by the way.
Remember when you and I pulled hairballs out of our brushes and put them in Ali's bed when we lived at the Riv? Ha Ha...We were so mean.
i so agree with every word..there's nothing that is sweeter than this (and all of it!).
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