I really love the ages of my kiddos right now. Currently they are 10, 8 and 4. I just need to pause and reflect on this a little bit. I’ll be the first to admit I didn’t do infancy very well. Oh, I bonded and adored each child. However, I never fully embraced the lack of sleep and, yes, I must confess, baby formula was my friend, (I know I know the horror! My children will all be doomed to poor health or something like that).
Truly, it’s a wonder I’ve come this far. I never really enjoyed babysitting while I was growing up. The money was great, but I’d rather wait tables. I just never got into it. I marvel at the girls in our youth department who enjoy babysitting and being around kids. I do wish I had been more like this. God did a work in me after we got married. It’s not that I never wanted kids. I just wasn’t sure when I would actually want them.
Now, here I am thirteen and half years later and adoring my kids, even though I sound like the worst mom ever. Oh, I’m no “Nineteen Kids and Counting” kind of mom, if you’ve ever seen that show. I wish I could smile that much and be that calm. That woman never seems gets her feathers ruffled. However, the Lord does continue working in me to appreciate the blessings he’s given.
This is currently on my mind because I’m stuck in the chair sick this week. Went to the doctor yesterday with a double ear infection and throat infection. 2nd man came home for lunch after my appointment and told the kids to take care of me and call him if I got out of the chair to do any work. (He knows the mess of the kitchen can sometimes overpower the sickness in me). Anyway, they did a great job. I was hoping to start school yesterday, but have chosen to call in Home Ec. Day. The two older girls played with their brother and took care of his needs most of the afternoon. Then, about 4:30 they cleaned up the kitchen and made dinner…a good one to. Goulash, garlic bread and salad were on the menu. Little brother set the table. I was so thankful for that. 2nd man was willing to come home and do all of this, but he didn’t have to…what a blessing!
It’s nice to have them this age for more than just the chores and cooking too. We are now at a place where we all enjoy the same humor (for the most part). I enjoy hearing their thoughts on friends, spiritual matters, and everyday happenings. I’m also relieved that we’ve turned a corner with our little guy. Last year I was worried sick that he’d never go to church without getting in trouble in class or something. Yet, the past five or six months have been so much more pleasant. He seems to have gotten the rules down finally. Of course they aren’t perfect and I worry incessantly about weaknesses I see. However, I enjoy watching them grow into people of their own. I don’t look forward to them totally growing up and leaving. Just wish we could freeze things here…well, maybe with a few more recipes in their repertoire.