Grace & Mamahood
Most days, I don’t have this motherhood thing figured out.
I’m asked often how I do it all, and honestly, I don’t. Daddy is traveling and I fed the kids nuggets for dinner two nights in a row while they watched NickJr. I then dropped and broke a glass, and after cleanup, had just a few minutes left for me to eat a handful of Chicken in a Biscuit crackers for my own dinner. After quick baths, I declared that we needed some excitement in the bedtime routine. I loaded them up to make the trek across the street to the lake to watch the sunset. There, I spent 85% of the time losing my patience as I kept them from falling in goose poop or slipping on rocks into the lake. #sigh….
But THIS right here.
THIS made it all worth it.
I’m grateful they won’t remember my own internal list of failures or how I feel in adequate or measure up to other moms I know.
They’ll remember the ducks and the crickets and the sun and their mama that brought them there on an impromptu adventure.
They give me grace over and over again when really I need to give myself some, too.
Grace for you, too. ❤️