Battle

to get out of bed, to get into the bath, to drink enough water (to avoid dehydration), to wear a helmet (protecting little heads in bike crashes), to eat dinner, to let me see the loose tooth, to put the band aid on or take the band aid off, to keep the thermometer under the tongue, to take turns talking at the table, to use a napkin and not the shirt/pants, to put on shoes, hold hands crossing the street, to put the clean laundry away instead of on the floor, to hang up backpacks, and yet it’s all the learning our little family squeezes into one week.

DSC_9022

These are the moments of being refined. Helping to take off the rough edges of wanting to live on impulse and in a selfish way. If there is one grateful take away this week, it is that our family is the community my heart has craved. We practice forgiveness daily and patience is still my weakest point. I am learning to say thank you, even in the midst of a battle (big or small).

2 responses to “Battle

  1. Dona

    Welcome to motherhood, it only gets better. ❤️❤️❤️

  2. K. Jessica Doyle

    Why WHY WHY is everything such a battle?! The thing that hit a cord with me today was the bandaid… I have been trying to get Fiona to put a bandaid on her nose for a week now! You would think I was trying to put a blow torch to her face. Ei yi Yi.

    You say that patience is your weakness, but from where I am standing, I see an ocean of patience.

    Your kids are amazing little humans and I think you and Joe are doing an INCREDIBLE JOB.

    We miss you guys.

    lots of love, Jess

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: