Non-Super Mom :)

Sometimes, I take for granted just how powerful God is. As we're coming into our third week with Miss Story making us a family of four, and more accurately, me a mother of two, I so easily can become overwhelmed. Sometimes it could be the sleep deprevation that comes with a newborn with a healthy set of lungs, but sometimes, it's just from all the things that a mother can let herself worry over if she weakens. With London only, I worried that she didn't have enough food groups, or that she'd fall off the side of the recliner...again, or that she wouldn't nap so she'd be cranky later. With a newborn alone, you worry about their eating, is it enough, is it too much? You think her jerking her head like that ever makes it sore? Can we make it there and back before her next feeding?

But when you add the two together...you worry for the small one because of the bigger one in ways like, I hope she doesn't throw that at her. She's coloring Story, trying to feed Story, or other physical things. With London, I worry about mental and emotional things. You worry that she's wondering when will this baby go back home now? She wants to color, but Story is insisting on being held nonstop. London now screams and whines more because she states something in a normal tone 5 times with no one hearing her, so she resorts to a more annoying and successful tactic.

In the midst of this, I'm newly grateful for an all powerful God. I'm so grateful that He can do it all. That I'm no super parent, but He is. There's no fighting for His attention, no worry that choose someone else, b/c I'm already chosen. We all are. I'm grateful that I don't have to be whiney or scream to get Him to listen to me, and now wonder exactly why I do then? And, with that, London's awake so I'm sure Story will be soon as well, and the craziness begins again until bedtime :)

Patience

I've always greatly disliked the popular phrase Christians throw around, "Never pray for patience." Somehow, a nasty rumor began floating around some time ago that you only need patience when you're given really big obstacles and that God won't send you those obstacles if you aren't praying for the patience to get through them. In my life before marriage, children, and all the other adult stuff, I never had a problem finding situations needing patience. I worked as a server in a restaurant and as a preschool teacher. I had electronics even though I am extremely low-tech. I had difficult professors. Then, when I got married, I lived in a small one bedroom apartment with another person...and a boy at that! Then, we had London, and I assure you, I've had even less difficulties finding situations that require patience since. I've learned that whether or not I ask for patience to get through it, London will dump a bowl of cereal and milk. She will use the restroom in the floor instead of her potty. She wash off her popsicle that was dropped in the dirt in her little swimming pool. These things are going to happen, and if I have not filled up my tank of patience and other fruits, they just seem to happen more.

Now, here I am, 39 weeks and 4 days pregnant, and once again, God is teaching me patience whether I like it or not. (Those of you that plan your pregnancies successfully, do NOT make your last month August just for future reference ;)) I feel like a completely different person, and one that I personally would probably not pick as a friend most of the time. In pregnancy, your body is not what you normally have, your hormones aren't, and you don't even get to wear your own clothes. Very much a case of the invasion of the body snatchers. However, God is faithful. More faithful than me. I'm hoping that this ever lengthening pregnancy and all the "joys" that come with it will bring with it afterwards wisdom and a greater ability to mother two children instead of just one. I'm grateful that His Word doesn't come back void and that He is constantly grooming me to be the leader spiritually I need to be to raise up children for Him and, even more, grooming me to be the follower spiritually I need to be for Lance. Wouldn't it be lovely to be less stubborn and headstrong and learn these lessons way easier and faster though?! :)