Good Mom vs. Me
Fun little read - I love her honesty and I can SO relate. I'm really feeling like the lousy wife/mother these days for a variety of reasons, and need to keep my eyes on Jesus so that I can move back up, rather than wallowing in my little self-made hole.
...Maybe instead of trying to be more like Good Mom, I could begin to let Jesus be Jesus in me...
Amen.
On a side note, I know that I'm trying too hard "on my own." That's not where I'll find the answers. I made a little door hanger this past week that you can see here. So far it's been a good reminder.
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Gosh, I needed to read this today! I was so proud of DearDaughter1 for learning how to use the potty and she hit another milestone with it on Friday; she asked to use the potty at a restaurant, while she had pull-ups on, and she went!!! I thought we were making good progress. The only setback we've had is pooping. She went on the first day we "trained" her, but since then she has not gone poopy on the potty and even though we've done everything to get her to poop on the potty she still does it in her undies. Well, today, was my last straw with the pooping. While DearDaughter1 was playing, I smelled an awful stench from her direction. I asked her if she had gone poopy and she denied it, but as I approached her, I could see her undies sagging from the weight of SOME thing. We went into the bathroom and DearDaughter1 had not only pooped but also peed in her undies and had NO intention of letting me know! The clean-up was quite nasty! Well, I just had enough of this disregard for pooping in the undies and just had enough of the stress in general that I was feeling from potty training. So, I put everything related to potty training away, even threw away some pull-ups, and put DearDaughter1 back in diapers. Since I didn't have diapers in her size, I put her in her little sister's diapers. I didn't care if it was too small. Since she was acting like a baby, then she was going to dress like one too! I called DearHubby and told him that I was done with potty training. He told me we'd talk about things when he got home from work, but he told me to consider between now and when he got home if I was over reacting. I yelled back "Of course I am, but the stress is not worth it at all!!!" RRR, but God stirred my conscience and asked me if I was exemplifying anything close to Christ's likeness by the way I was acting. No...It brought me to tears and I started praying..."What yew doooing Mommy?"..."Praying to God for His strength..." So, I took DearDaughter1 aside and explained to her that we were trying to do potty training all on our own strength, or at least I was...and I took her hand and asked her to pray with me, "Dear God, give us strength to work through this potty training and succeed. In Jesus' name. Amen." DearDaughter1 and I got all the potty training items back out and she's back in her undies.
Sometimes I don't even try to be a Good Mom, but I thank God that Jesus is faithful to be Jesus in me.
I waited patiently for the LORD; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. (Psalm 40:1-2)
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