2/2009

It seems that lately Scott and I have been completing fewer and fewer conversations. Mid sentence, I am interrupted yet again by one of the older kiddos. All they want is to express their opinion on whatever subject we happen to be discussing. There are times, I just stop talking. Last week, I realized that its the kids that can pull parents apart. Seriously, stick with me on this one.

Before kids we were able to talk about anything, anytime, and for as long as was needed. We could make spontaneous decisions and leave at a moments notice to go to a movie, or dinner, or spend time with friends. The biggest dilemma was coordinating the use of our one car. Working full-time and going to school full-time was a breeze compared to what I go through each day with kids.

Now, whenever we attempt ANY outing, it seems like there is a whole laundry list of things that have to happen before we can get out the front door. Are you dressed? Go potty. Put on your socks and shoes. When did you eat last. Are you thirsty. Grab a jacket. Stop fighting. Please don't scream. Where's your backpack, lunch, jacket? No, we are not going to McDonalds. In case the movie is sold out, we'll watch something at home.... The list goes on and on and on

But, I also know that it is through parenthood that I am learning to be more patient, tolerant, long-suffering, charitable, less selfish.

Gone are the young married days. I wouldn't go back to those days if I had the choice. That was the funnest time for Scott and me. But, learning and growing and becoming the person that Heavenly Father wants me to be involves these sweet little angels that try my patience every waking minute of the day. I love them dearly. One day all my kiddos will move on with their own lives and Scott and I will be left with just each other and a priceless pile of pictures.