"A mother is she who can take the place of all others but whose place no one else can take." -- Cardinal Mermillod
I’m only one person. I know ‘surprise’.
Normally on Thursdays I clean up, after about 4 days of running, our house looks like Hurricane Busy Hit it. Well, I’m just gonna tell you that a lot of times, I sacrifice fun for cleaning or responsibilities. Whatever they might be or what might need to be done.
This weekend, I had one of the best weekends I’ve had in a long time. Nothing crazy, no crazy drinking/partying, it was just good ol’ fashion love at its finest. Now, I will tell you, I did have a longer than normal weekend so that made it even better!
Saturday morning/afternoon hung out with Pean (Phyllis), Saturday afternoon I picked up Phyllis, Emiwy, Rosie, and Melissa, we went to Joann’s, Carinos, they dyed shirts, and we had a good time. Sunday, church, Sarah/shopping/Alive, amazing. And Monday, was spent getting tires on Patricia (that’s what Phyllis named the Corolla), Roma’s, a new (to me) mini-van, running around, foos balls, and ending with my favorite boys and my dear dear friend!
Needless to say, I slacked off on my duties. And yesterday, after spending 2 hours cleaning house, picking up, packing up the kitchen, matching Tupperware, I was just too darned tired to make 100 cupcakes. And so I did something I normally don’t do, I bought cookies. Lots of them. They whole time I was talking myself off the ledge saying “buying cookies doesn’t make you a bad mom, a bad steward of your money but not a bad mom” and really, I was going crazy in my head “what kind of mom are you?” and let me also say this, if you buy your cookies instead of making them, I don’t think poorly of you, I only hold that standard for me! I know that its not that big of a deal, but really, I was beating myself up pretty bad, and then I just finally said (to myself) “Sister, you can do what you can do” and just left it at that.
I know that I’m a good mom, not because of me, but because of the way God leads me. Buying cookies, or making them, doesn’t matter. It all comes down to love. And I love my daughter and on any given day, I do my best. And that’s all I can do.
I’m only one person after all.
"A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path." -- Agatha Christie