We officially started school last Monday, but I don't have any picture proof yet. It's been a wild ride trying to settle my free spirited boys into a little bit more of a routine. Hopefully things will smooth out over the coming weeks, but I have also learned to keep my expectations fairly low, and just try and get the work completed each day to the best of my ability. My youngest has been especially fussy for the last several weeks as he works on some teeth. Some of my kids handle teeth easily, and some of them, not so much. He's falling into the, "not so much" category. He doesn't enjoy the time I spend working with his brothers on school either. He lets us know by climbing on the table, crying at my feet most of the morning, and creating general mayhem. I do feel like I handle the chaos better as the school years begin to pass by, but it can be hard for me to keep calm in the moment.
This morning baby was his usual fussy self. I was trying to get us ready to go out the door for a picnic at the park, and he was spending the morning crying at my feet if I even tried to put him down. I decided to use the bathroom, slap on a little makeup, and straighten my frizzy hair, (I can do all of these things in about 5 to 7 minutes.) Baby boy stood outside the bathroom door and screamed at me the entire time! At first I was feeling really stressed. Then I remembered to pray about the situation; silly and unimportant as it may seem to someone reading this. Thankfully, the Lord helped me to calm my nerves, and by the time I came out, I was able to find some humor in the situation and feel sympathy for my little one.
I'm thankful for God's grace to me which in turn helps me to give grace to my kiddo.
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