Friday, October 21, 2011

why am I a mommy

The week is done.  My babies are in their room, snoring away in footie pajamas.  Somehow the radio station dial must have gotten bumped because what is playing is almost the complete opposite of what usually lulls Bubby to sleep.  Oh well. "It doesn't sound like devil music," is what I told The Hubs an hour or so ago.  Whatever that means. 
I love the quiet of a Friday night.  I find myself very reflective on the couch by myself as The Hubs works on paperwork or homework.   I found myself thinking about all my mistakes this week instead of the things I did well. Why is it so much easier to do that?  I need to refocus.  What are my priorities?  What stresses me out?  What can I let go of? How can I be more positive? Why am I a mommy?
I can't answer them all right now - I don't have the brain cells to figure it out tonight.  But I can start with the last one.

to love
to teach
to encourage
to challenge
to support
to disciple
to give
to mentor
to enjoy
to share
to inspire
to love

And just now I was thinking about the wedding verses from last weekend's ceremony - 1 Corinthians 13 - and how those words shouldn't just be read for weddings, but they also should be read the day you bring your babies into your home, but with a slight variation.
  Mommy is patient and kind; 
Mommy does not envy or boast; she is not arrogant or rude. 
She does not insist on her own way; she is not irritable or resentful; 
she does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. 
Mommy bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.


Isn't that what I would want to be?  It doesn't matter what I wear or how great my house looks, how many degrees I have or what clique I am a part of, my main responsibility, my main calling right now is to show and give and be love for my boys.

1 comment:

  1. Okay so i was just thinking tonight that I've been trying to accomplish too much lately. I need to get back to being calm and kind, no matter how much stuff falls to the side. The other stuff is important, but it's not the MOST important. Love this. Thanks for the encouragement.

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