Yesterday was a bit of a doozy. Actually, almost everyday since we returned from our vacation a week ago has been a doozy. Nicholas is getting his 3rd and 4th teeth, he's decided to boycott sleeping (including naps), my house is SO not crawling baby proof, my email went down for a few days (it's back up, praise the Lord!) and the day that we got home from Washington we found poisonous spiders in our house. Can I just tell you how gigantic they were? Cuz they were huge. I found two within a span of two days, and Nicholas had just started crawling. So the (slightly ganster) Mama Bear in me was all "uh-uh, I ain't gonna have that." With not wanting him to get bit and him already being in pain, Nicholas has spent most of this week trying to squirm out of my very tired arms.
When I look at that "list" of reasons why I'm a little exhausted, I kind of want to roll my eyes at myself. None of those things are a big deal, and there are A WHOLE LOT of people who are dealing with really hard stuff in their lives. Also, I really try to have a positive voice on this blog, as I want to be a source of encouragement. But I also realize that sometimes in order to encourage, I have to share the not-so-good moments. Otherwise you'll think I'm one of those women who claims they can "do it all," and so my encouragement might not seem very authentic. So I also want to be real.
As Nicholas was shredding my magazine pile yesterday, I felt the Lord remind me what a gift he is. He gave me eyes to see the beauty (and fun) behind his mischievous smile, even when it's full of scraps from Real Simple and Parents. He reminded me that these frustrating moments are incredibly fleeting, and that I have so many things to be thankful for. And it wasn't like my day instantly got less exhausting; there will still plenty of opportunities to choose frustration, believe me. But I realized that I had a choice in those moments to have a bad attitude, or to be thankful. Though I can't always control what happens to me, I can choose how I respond. I can handle difficult moments with grace, or with impatience. I can choose to take a deep breath and calm my crying baby, even though it's the 300th time he's burst into tears that day.
I'm not saying that I responded correctly to every situation yesterday. I definitely had my moments. I'm hoping that in sharing this with you, maybe you and I can learn together. I pray that we can grow in graciousness and gratefulness. And I'm thankful for the Lord who helps me, because I don't have enough strength to do it on my own.
I'm excited for tomorrow cuz I'll be sharing some of the sweeter moments of our week :)