That day of celebration for those women who have been given the responsibility of raising a tiny human has come upon us once again.
I personally have attempted to do so six times. Yes, six (you can see them here). More than some. Fewer than others. Enough, you may think, that I might have some insight into the process. If that’s what you’re looking for here, you may as well stop reading right now.
I mentioned before that, even after all these years, I still feel insecure and ill-prepared for this great task that has been entrusted to me. I can honestly say that I know this, beyond a shadow of a doubt, about raising children: I know absolutely nothing.
Our family is made up of unique individuals, each with a unique personality, each with strengths and weaknesses–including me. We are all going through changes–physically, mentally, and emotionally. Bottom line? It’s hard to keep up sometimes. Parenting is hard work!
When our children were young, we dealt with temper tantrums, keeping them safe, teaching them right from wrong and refereeing. Sleepless nights and running after toddlers is exhausting…how are we supposed to think clearly enough to do that other stuff? All I can say is, “I’m thankful for the poison control hotline and a bathrooms to lock myself in.” (I am mostly kidding.)
As our children grow–pre-teen years to young adults–so does the responsibility of parenting. We still want to protect them. The issues they face as they age are far more serious with, oftentimes, life-affecting consequences. We have dealt with some very serious matters in our family through the years. Without getting into specifics, these difficult circumstances can be world-rocking. We got through them, and there may be more to come. God has used these situations to make us trust Him more, to draw nearer to Him in His word and prayer, and to show more of His grace.
I can see how He has shown me His grace and I pray that I also extend that to my children. If one was to pin me down to ask my advice on parenting, I would have to say, “Give grace.” To them and to yourself. You’ll all make many mistakes.
I wish I could say I made no mistakes, that I always did my best. The reality is: I am as sinful and selfish as the next guy–my kids included–and my responses were not always godly, kind or selfless. I did not always do my best. I, in fact, made (and I am still making) many mistakes. I am not perfect. I just pray that the Lord will continue to be gracious, bridging the gaps in my failures as a mom.
I believe He has. While they are not perfect either–this crazy, loud, creative, clever, off-beat, witty, sarcastic, nerdy, most beautiful brood of mine–they are truly wonderful people. I am often amazed by them. I am always so very thankful for them. I am grateful for the precious times and lovely memories we have in amongst those difficult ones. What a blessing and a privilege to be called their momma.
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