We are having a great summer, nothing much planned, but trying to be in the water as much as possible. We are gelling as a family very well, and Andy's work has been much lighter this summer!! Yeah!
That being said, the phrase "the days are long, but the years short" comes to mind. These summer days are VERY long. Drew is getting about 4 teeth at one time, so for the past 2 weeks, he has really just cried. most of the day. I'm trying to get on top of the pain with tylenol every 4, but he won't have anything to do with cold things to chew on to help. The other 3 are needing a lot of direction and "working out the kinks" of being together all the time. In short, at the end of many days I am afraid I am "crazy in the head" as I tell Andy. I am trying to be more planned and organized, and sometimes it works! Going a bit nuts though, feeling discouraged with disobedience, sassy talk, arguing and needing me constantly, and... the crying. I think if I can help Drew get his teeth and stop crying all day, I can focus better on the other 3 and not be so testy myself. Feeling weary and exhausted will pass, I know. Tis the season, right?
This article has encouraged me almost every day the past 2 weeks, I found it on the Desiring God site. I struggle with pretty much everything it talks about.
Motherhood as a Mission Field
There is a good old saying, perhaps only said by my Grandfather, that distance adds intrigue. It is certainly true — just think back to anything that has ever been distant from you that is now near. Your driver’s license. Marriage. Children. Things that used to seem so fascinating, but as they draw near become less mystical and more, well, real.