Oh parenting, the joy of bringing a life into this world and teaching them the right and wrong of life. The joys of them being the best children in the world. When it comes to my children they are perfect little angels. They brighten up the room when they walk into it. They have their charming grins, they bright eyes and their cheerful demeanor. The way they get along so well and the way they listen is just phenomenal. Oh the joys of parenting is such a blessing and joy and there are no words to describe the feeling..........okay, okay wait a minute. Yes some things are true like being a parent is great but come on we have all been there. We all know that kids aren't perfect (no matter how much in denial we can be we all secretly think "what have I done" from time to time). Truth is we all have those days, those days where we wonder what did I get myself into. Now don't sit there and think oh what kind of mom says this let alone admits it to all of my 2 readers. Well the fact of the matter is we have all thought that at one point. Kids are frustrating, temperamental, little stinkers. This is just the beginning, as the years pass you would think maybe this will too pass, but as the number gets bigger so does the child's "personality".
You know those moments where your children are just so well behaved you start thinking hey adding another one to the mix wouldn't be so bad....trust me it's there. It's a very short window most days but it is there (even if it's just when they are sleeping). During that brisk moment you really start to think I must have done something right. Could something I have said about a thousand times today finally sink in and they got it? You start seeing the silver lining and then boom back to the destruction you get when you have boys, or the drama you get when you have a daughter.
Some days I feel like just using a recorder and pushing play all day long. I start asking myself how many times do I need to repeat myself when it comes to "be nice to your friends", "keep your hands to yourself", or the famous one "turn on your listening ears". I cannot believe how many times a day I have to repeat myself when it comes to picking up toys, playing nicely with toys, be polite.
With all this being said, call me crazy but I wouldn't change it for the world. I am so crazy that even after all the stresses, responsibility and all the unknown about the future I want to add to my chaos. I love them to the moon and back and I wouldn't have done it any other way. My family is what helps me get up in the morning and keeps me going throughout the day. I love my crazy 7 year old, I love my chaotic 2 year old and my dramatic one year old, and you know what that's just the way I like it. This is my new normal and the way my life was meant to be.
