So we went to this cute little pumpkin farm and petting zoo to pick out our pumpkins. It was a nice little family outing on a perfect crisp autumn evening... total bliss... until Jarom pooped through his pants, kids started fighting over pumpkins, and Jakey had a meltdown. Let's get real... life with little kids can be seriously stressful and out of control at times. I rarely take pics of those moments though! Haha! Only the good stuff here...
But honestly, I wouldn't change it. I'm learning that the stress and difficulty of those hard parenting moments help me to grow in patience and love. We wouldn't develop these attributes without the problems. I like this old saying, "There are no problems, only opportunities." Sometimes I get so frustrated with the kids (just for acting like kids.) But they're innocent... and not even accountable for their actions until they're 8. The bickering and whining is a TEST for us- the adults all around them. So some days are better than others and I remember to be patient and teach with gentleness and other days are not so good. But I hope I will grow in love and patience every day... and in the end, ironically, I can thank my kids for who they help me become.
I'm learning that happiness in life is all about perspecive. "Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections." -Unknown
3 comments:
I really know what you mean. It's definitely difficult with kids. Lately, after I put the kids down to bed, I've been reading my scriptures on the couch and then praying. Since then, I've noticed that I'm much more patient with my kids. It's amazing and such a blessing. Hang in there. You're a great mom!
I like the quote about perspective. Life is good. Even during the "harder times."
Love ya!
It's hard to believe that you struggle with your kids! I am not sure why but I have you up on this pedestal. :) I know what you mean about trying us. Just tonight, I was looking for everyone's pjs because of course I haven't folded the laundry, um, for a week. My oldest is in my room waiting and I pull them out and say here you go just as she is running away. I looked at my husband and said, here, you tell her. I feel like I have to say everything a thousand times! But I love them. Oh so so so SO much. ;) Thanks for the post. Glad you're back.
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