Thank you for blessing me with another day to be with my family. It is truly a privilege. So far I have not had to repeatedly remind my children to pick up their toys so someone doesn’t trip and hurt themselves. I have not had to talk through gritted teeth to get my point across, huffed in exasperation and exhaustion or checked the time for brushing of teeth and bed time story. I’ve been able to type this with two hands instead of one due to my toddler that demands undivided attention at all times. I’ve been kind, compassionate and patient. So far they have been well behaved today. They haven’t jumped off the couch, made the noisiest noises, and been keeping their hands and toys to themselves rather than in each others faces. My oldest hasn’t asked, for the millionth time, to play minecraft knowing he is grounded. My middle child hasn’t had a meltdown over baby brother taking his food or toy and my toddler hasn’t needed to nurse for the hundredth time. Shortly, though, they are going to wake up, get out of bed and it will all change in a heart second.
So please grant me the patient to accept all the above, for I know it will not change, the courage not to hide in my bathroom for the remainder of the day and the wisdom to teach and guide my children to pick up their lego!
I was inspired by Toni Hammer, Is It Bedtime Yet? facebook post of her morning prayer. I love her blogs!