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What I know...

Sometimes you think you know what has happened in different situations, and then the rug gets pulled out from under you. It's like you are seeing things for the first time. And what you are seeing isn't pretty. It's times like these that force me to make a choice: keep faith or become so mad it destroys me.

The truth about PAITENCE.

The truth about Patience.

I don't have any.
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That's it.
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Ok, not really.

But it feels that way.

One moment I feel normal, centered. And then the next I loose my cool, patience gone. Bye bye, out the window.

When I was a younger woman, naive to what being a wife and mom would entail, I thought I had patience to spare.

And maybe I did.
But only during that time in my life.

I believe that God brings you to this place where you have to rely on Him to "borrow" some of His patience to get through each day.

Does it mean that if I pray about it my problems go away?

Sometimes, but usually no.

For me this means that even if the day gets worse, my heavenly Daddy is there to lean on. And He is willing to share my burdens. Little or big.

psalm  27:5
For in the day of trouble he will keep me safe in his dwelling; he will hide me in the shelter of his sacred tent and set me high upon a rock.

psalm 32:7
You are my hiding place; you will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance.

Luke 11:9
“So I say to you: Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.

Life is short. Treasure each moment <3

If someone had asked me before I had children what I thought would be the most difficult thing about being a momma, I probably would have said something about changing diapers or middle of the night feedings. I would not have thought about the times the little ones cried in a car ride while I was driving and unable to help them. Or when I would go somewhere and have to breastfeed in the van, hoping no one could see me. Having to "arrange" time alone with the hubby. Or when the children would cry and cry and nothing would comfort them. So I would just hold them, and rock and bounce until they fell asleep. After all of that, among many other things that are not pleasant, I would start to wonder is this all worth it? I am so tired and grumpy it doesn't seem like things could ever get better. I was forever going to be the lady with the dark circles under the eyes, spit up stains on her shirts, and two kids attached to her hip. I mean, come on! Is this how it is supposed to be? Am I ever going to have a moment to myself? The batbroom isn't even a safe zone anymore. =( It is at these moments I see their little faces looking up at me in such adoration. I am their Momma. The woman who takes care of them when their tummy's hurt, or if they scrape a knee. Their comforting arms when sleepy or sick. The soothing voice when they are upset. Bringer of food when hungry. Teacher of new things. And buddy to play with when lonely. These sweet little guys, so innocent in their need for me, have brought so much joy into my life. They have taught me to smile in the tough times, to be calm when all I want to do is cry, and to stop and enjoy the moments I have with them right now. These moments are going to be gone sooner than I would like. Until then, I am going to try my hardest to treasure these precious kids I have been blessed with.

David Renshaw

Newest addition to our family, Isaac. Born 11/25/13, 7lb 5oz 21 in. Life has become more complicated, but it is all worth it when he smiles =)