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Almost Two Days

Meg

Life is beautiful with the hubby back home. It truly is. Things are starting to get back into an order and system (or perhaps a new system has been put in place, can we really ever go back to the way thing were?).

My daughter has already adjusted to the warmer weather. When it's daylight her shoes are on, her hat is in place, and she expects us to go outside and play. Most of the time I humor her. There's little more pleasant than browned shoulders, cute sunhats and laughter. But sometimes, I say no. I explain that there are things to do such as dishes, laundry and/or grocery shopping. And then the fits begin. Not just tiny ones, but full blown crying, screaming and throwing herself upon the ground. I've tried different tactics at this point. Little seems to work besides pulling her to the center of the room and letting her sit there and wail until it passes. I don't humor her. I don't condone the behavior. I just wait until she's had her say.

In those moments my baby truly acts almost two. The emotions, the actions, the words "no, no, no," all exhibit symptoms of a baby who's slowly growing up. Slowly realizing that she can't always have her way.

It's a tough lesson to learn. One I know I've written out before on this blog.

Those Almost Two Days are tough on Little E and her momma. By the end of a tantrum we both feel mentally and emotionally drained. We're both ready for a break.

Even this morning, I still feel tired. Almost Two Days can truly wear a woman out.

"He lets me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside quiet waters. He renews my life; He leads me along the right paths for His name’s sake" (Psalm 23:2-3, HCSB).

An unexpected nap from Little E, brought on from her first tantrum of the day, have given me some quiet time. Time to devote. Time to pray. Time to write. Time to refresh.

Because I want to be a good mother. A good wife. A good friend.

To do that, I need times of quiet. Times of restoration. Times to remember that this path of motherhood is one God is leading me down, each and every day.

Do you need restoration today? What verses do you turn to for encouragement and strength?