I don't do a lot of socializing at this stage in the game... I play farmer or ponies instead.
When I run my errands (30 minutes away) I take my little people with me (unless my lovely parents watch them).
I make my grocery list and get all my groceries in one haul. Living a short distance from town means that I have to be organized and get my errands done in one big trip. That also means a great deal of patience on my part, and obedience on my kids' part.
I enjoy the times when I get to make solo trips to town. It is much easier.
With that being said, there are moments when I am alone that I wish I had the chaos of my crew.
I love having my kids with me. I get to work on their character and the Lord works on mine.
I think people are accustom to seeing families with one or two kids. That is the norm and is the perfect family size for some. We have been blessed with three kids (I would take more... ahem- hubby!).
During our busy mornings of errands, I have Guinnyth strapped to me in the wrap, Liam in the cart seat, and Ella hanging on the front of the cart. The cart is usually piled high with things that I have been checking off our list as we stroll from aisle to aisle. The funny thing is that at *almost* every turn, I hear, "Wow! You sure have your hands full!"
Some don't mean anything by the comment. They just aren't used to seeing a mom with her three small children shopping, I guess. Some though, definitely have a derogatory slant to their tone. I have never once sat, looking at my life, and wished one moment away. I have never wished that I could go get a real job and leave my kids for someone else to care for.
I have had several mothers ask how I respond to that question.
I usually smile and say, "It is a good full."
I have waited a long time to have my hands this full.
My hands are full of blessings. Those blessings increase my patience by the day.
Those blessings require me to stretch. I have to offer kindness and gentleness when my sinful nature would rather snap and fuss.
I would love to start a movement. A movement where moms don't feel exasperated by their kids, but see struggles as a growth opportunity. Where the person at the store doesn't look at a mother with "her hands full" and feels sorry for her, rather blesses her and encourages her. Motherhood is tough- no doubt about it, but it shouldn't be a burden. Motherhood should grow the mother and train the mother the same way the mother is to train and grow her child.
There are sometimes growing pains, but afterwards we can reach to heights we couldn't reach before.
Here's to being encouraged in this journey and to "having our hands full!!"
What do you say when you hear this comment? I would love to know!