Lately, I've not been feeling very successful at anything. I'm struggling to keep the household running and feeling inadequate as a wife and mom. It's been compounded by the fact that I have been sick for two weeks (I'm finally feeling better). The adjustment from two to three while awesome has been very challenging. Ty is a content baby for the most part and the older boys adore him it's just that I don't have enough arms, I'm exhausted, and I feel I'm being pulled in a million directions never making everyone happy. I recognize that we have a seven week old (I wouldn't change that for the world - we adore him!) and that we had very little time to prepare for his arrival but I still feel discouraged with the disorganization, lack of motivation, and general tiredness.
Yesterday, I ventured out with all the boys because we needed a birthday gift for last night as well as formula and other baby things. It took me most of the day to be up for this trip (the last one of this sort was rather disasterous) but finally we headed out. As I talked with the boys in the store and we picked gifts, a woman stopped me and said, "You are so patient with your kids. You are such a great mom and I just have to tell you that." I nearly cried as I thanked her and expressed my love for my children. I relate this not to say I'm a great mom - I'm so far from patient at times - but rather to note that God works in mysterious ways. This stranger made my day and encouraged me during a difficult time. It was just what I needed.
My house is not cleaner and I'm still tired but I am challenged once again to selflessly love my children and husband, meet their needs, and to pray daily for strength beyond what seems possible. I truly love being a wife and mom to my men and I desperately needed this reminder. There is light at the end of the tunnel. So thank you to the kind lady in Target for encouraging my heart today - you probably had no idea how much it blessed me.