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Wednesday, September 21, 2011

My Girl

I'm having a hard day. Some days are just like that--no time to yourself, a baby that doesn't want to sleep and really wants to cry, the demands of managing a household weighing down the to-do list, two older kids that can't seem to last more than 2 minutes playing together without getting into an argument. It's wearing me down.

But in the midst of this I am pulling out things that I am thankful for.

Like the fact that my neighbor has been building his house for the past two years and therefore has a dirt front yard, which is basically a 4-year old boy's paradise.



And for my girl, who has proven to me that boys and girls are different and it doesn't really matter what you do, that's how God designed it and it's a good thing.

For the times the last two days that she has slipped on the pumps that I picked up at the thrift store and pranced around the living room. For no less than her wallet, phone, blankie, baby doll, bottle for baby doll, and multiple blankies for baby doll that she wants to bring along every time we leave the house. For the fact that she doesn't often let me take her picture if I ask, but one day she came to me and asked me to take her picture with her baby doll. For how well she entertains herself. For her silly faces and her sensitive spirit and her nurturing character. May I honor God in the way I encourage these traits in her.
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  1. She is darling!

    So sorry about the hard day. I wish I could say it gets easier as they get older but instead of easier, it is just different. I remember longing for the day when they were all in school. Now that it is here, I have found myself longing to turn the clock back 6 years and just be pregnant again and have 2 boys that play with trains for hours. Why is that darn grass always greener on the other side?

    My dear friend Aimee, who has a 1 & 3 year old, is so wise in just running to Jesus when it gets hard. I've learned that parenting has it's ups and downs and is challenging at any stage. I didn't run to Jesus enough when they were little, I just wished they would get older. Now I run to Jesus for strength and pray that time would at least feel like it is slowing down.
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