"Rejoice always! Pray constantly. Give thanks in everything, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus" (1 Thessalonians 5:16-18, HCSB).
Yesterday was, honestly, not the best day on record. Little girl was grumpy all morning, had a tantrum in public, and then started getting sick after nap time. As the mommy, it was up to me to clean up the mess. On a normal day, I don't handle sick tummies very well. Add in a pregnancy, and I do even worse. It wasn't fun, my friends. Definitely not something I want to repeat.
After tucking little one in bed, I decided to watch a movie that had been on our instant que for quite awhile. It was in tears by the end of it. This movie truly reminded me to be thankful for every day with my little one. Even the days when she tests me in more way than one. Little girl truly is a gift from God. Who am I to say how many days that will be for? My heart prayer is that it will be for decades upon decades. That I will watch my little girl grow up into a beautiful, independent adult. But not everyone has this privilege. The Heart of Christmas tells the story of a little boy, only slightly older than Little E is right now, who eventually dies from leukemia. Seriously a hard watch for this pregnant mama. But I think it was the reminder my heart needed.
I get so frustrated with Little E sometimes. Everything feels harder with a little one in tow. It takes twice as long to even get out of the house in the morning. I never seem to have the time I want to devote to my writing, or to even enjoy most of the hobbies I have.
My life has been radically changed by the addition of a little one. And now I'm expecting one more. I'm sure these next few years will prove themselves even more challenging.
It's so important to remain thankful. To recognize everything I do have. Because these things have only been given to me by God. Someone told me once that I was uniquely created to be little E's parent. I am the mother intended for here. God placed her in my arms on her birth-day for a reason. We (the hubby & I ) are uniquely equipped to handle her, even on the toughest days when she's not at her best (saying it mildly!).
And so, I give thanks. Thanks for the bad day we had yesterday. Thanks for a little sick girl who cuddled with me on the couch last night. Thanks for her loud scream, that helps me keep track of her in busy stores (ha!). Thanks for her vibrancy, her stubbornness, that will hopefully be used for good someday. Thanks for her independence, her ability to know what she likes and doesn't like. Thanks for her intelligence, that sometimes translates into crying, because she has trouble expressing what she knows she wants. Thanks for a little body that heals for sickness. Thanks that she slept a healing sleep last night. Thanks that, in a few minutes, my girl will be waking up to greet the day. Thanks that I get the privilege to spend this day with her. Thanks for the hard times, the times that push me to grow and learn as a parent. Thanks for the moments of sunshine, when my girl chats with me, dances through life, and showers me with kisses. Thanks.
Really, I have so much to be thankful for.
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