Just wait one second...Mommy has to do one more thing...I am almost done...I still need to do the dishes...
This is what comes out of my mouth on a daily and hourly basis. I hate that I can't always respond to my children when they want me to. I am desperately asking God to give me wisdom and grace in my time management department. When my children need me to give them my attention I always try to put them first and stop what I am doing; hear them out and then tell them that I need to finish what I am doing before I can play with them or help them in whatever their area of need.
It seems that no matter how hard I try to stay on top of things; new things keep piling up. I wish there was some way I could feed my children and they would never be hungry again, do the dishes and they would not pile up again, put away the laundry and it stay put. But if I am honest with myself; I love caring for my family though of course there are times when I wish they didn't need so much care! There will be a day when all my physical work is done for them and I know I will miss these days.
But right now I am trying to find the balance of caring for their physical needs along with their emotional and spiritual needs. I always feel like I am playing catch up and think if I can just get this done then I can give my kids more of my attention. The truth is now is the time. I don't know the answer to my dilemma but I am learning to lean on Christ and do what I can to the best of my ability. I am learning to incorporate my children in doing those things that must be done. I am learning to cry out to God for help when I just don't feel like cleaning up another mess. I am learning to see beyond this world, when being faithful in the mundane is not always fun.
It's not pleasant to be woken up in the night by a flood of liquid coming from a toddler whose diaper has overflown, it's not fun trying to eat and feel like you are being surrounded by a flock of vultures. It's not always enjoyable to be pestered a thousand times a day for a cup of water. It's hard wonderful work...but oh, the rewards. Our job is not paid in dollar bills or recognition but in kisses, hugs, and sweet indiscernible words of love. This work we have to do does not start and stop at a specific hour, it is constant and around the clock. There are no days off and plenty of overtime. It's a job that is never done and that is how it should be. Because not only are our children learning and growing but so are we; right alongside them. God has so much that he wants to teach us through this labor of love and I am so thankful that he will finish the work he began in us... as mothers.
"He who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ." Philippians 1:6