Today was uneventful--church, and then CrackerBarrel. It's kind of a crapshoot in Utah finding someplace to eat on a Sunday--but we've mostly figured it out. Church was great--I need to go back to re-listen, as Joelle was sitting in front of me, texting, and I couldn't help spying on her. I finally told her to put her phone away, if only so I could pay attention!
The girls are 15 and almost 17. If we don't add more kids (and yes, we are still planning to do so, but it is taking SO LONG I really wonder if it will EVER happen) my choice of careers will be over. As I am sure God himself designed it, there are actually some days where I feel excited to be 'done' and move on to something else. But then the neighbor's 3 year old comes by and calls me MrsKore (or sometimes Mr., depending on her mood) and rambles on and on about the sliver in her finger, and it goes though my head "I am NOT done being a Mom". However, because I choose to follow God's will for my life, I will let him choose my path. Not easy for a control freak like me!
But here's the rub. I actually know how to do this mothering thing, now! I know what is important at age 3...and what is NOT. I also know what my own Mom knew at this age...and the past couple of years have really brought insight into how challenging these last parenting years can be. When I was a young Mom, I was so determined to do things my own way, and I did. I probably still feel that way. But NOW, I understand why my Mom parented how she did, and I can appreciate the hard choices she had to make. Somedays, I even feel like I AM my Mom, and I have to laugh!
Parenting is certainly NOT for cowards.
p.s. Happy Mother's day Mom. I love you!
