Tuesday, January 13, 2009

My sweet young'uns are going to make me nuts. They can't help it. I can't help it. That's just the way it is.

You see, I firmly believe that God gave me my kids for a reason. As in, I'm the right person to help develop their character (with God's help and guidance.) Sometimes, I see that it might have more to do with the fact that they are the right people to develop certain aspects of my character.

It seems that the older I get, the more easily I'm overstimulated by noisiness and fidgeting. For example, one night last week I was cooking hamburger (sizzle, sizzle), the boys were watching tv and talking, Sarah turned on the radio, and was running dish water and she was talking to me.

Sarah's back was to me, and she wasn't talking loudly. Suddenly, I couldn't take one more second of noise. I turned around and hollered, "shut up, shut up, shut up!" Poor kid! It wasn't her fault. I immediately wrapped my arms around and told her I was so very sorry, and I wasn't upset with her. But I thought maybe we needed to turn the radio off, and she needed to talk so I could hear her easily. (Of course, at that point she didn't have anything she wanted to say to me anymore.)

So yesterday my youngest son and I were all snuggled on the couch doing school. He couldn't be still. All morning he had wiggled and wriggled, and my nerves were feeling a little frayed. For about the fifth time I said, "Timothy, please be still!" His answer? "But Mom, I think better when I move!" How can I argue with this? It's so obvious now. He's a kinesthetic learner. He needs to move. AAAAAAGGGHHH!

AND today while my middle son and I were working in the kitchen, the freezer was humming. This noise is thankfully one that I don't usually notice, although it is a little loud. The motor stopped running and Nathan says, "Man, I wish that hadn't gone off. It helps me think."

I'm not sure what character traits God is working on in me; I'm afraid it may have something to do with patience. But I certainly hope not.


Luann said...

Oh sweetheart, He always uses the opposite of our comfort zone to stretch us. You will come out so much stronger, I promise and your kids will not need therapy until they are at least 30! (just kiddin')

Hang in there. You are letting your kids see you being human. They need to see that everyone has weak moments but those moments don't stop us, they grow us.

You are a good mom and don't ever listen to the lies ol' smutty face (as Micca nicknamed satan) might whisper in your head.

Love you girl!

Daddy, Mommy and Me said...

Thanks so much for sharing your thoughts and God's lessons. It's amazing to see how He is working in so many lives and how that common thread can not only be found in the lives of your family but also with other things going on in other people's lives....a rambling way of saying God's cool and He's everywhere! All I know is that you have 3 special people and they have one truly special Mama! :)