This week found me twirling in spring's barely green grass surrounded by 3 giggling children. This week found me staring in horror at a spot in the backyard that had become the dumping grounds for a super surprise clog in the septic system. This week found me sitting on the couch with hugs on either side and a smiling baby on my lap. This week found me wiping up extra virgin olive oil mixed with baking soda off of the kitchen floor and walls because the children decided to experiment on their own...and they broke my pantry lock. This week found me reading books to 3 pairs of eager ears. This week found me trying to fix a meal while 3 children cried for ATTENTION NOW at my feet. This week found me taking long walks in gorgeous weather pulling my triple wagon full of happiness. This week found me wondering "what the heck am I doing wrong with this motherhood thing and am I-- am I going insane?"
Because the same little boys who give sweet kisses and ask adorable questions like "Can I go work with Daddy now?" also stuff rolls of toilet paper down toilets and create plumber-worthy clogs. Two sides of the coin. I'm learning to accept both sides of the coin. I teach and guide and PRAY they grow out of some of these things. But I also accept that they are their own person. They are going to make decisions that are different than mine. I have expectations...they live the reality.