Motherhood is Sometimes Not Great

So the other day I was talking to a friend about motherhood. One thing about motherhood is that you don't realize how horrible it is until it's too late. But I think horrible maybe isn't the right word. Maybe difficult is a better word. This is the hardest job I've ever had. Don't get me wrong I love it. My kids are awesome. They are fun and smart and interesting but that doesn't make this job a piece of cake. Right now they are so little it's more physically taxing than anything else. I don't get much sleep first of all. Sometimes staying up late is the only quiet time I get and when I want to go to bed early no one else will cooperate. I can only read about 1 and a half books to my kids before I'm falling asleep. However, my children are very patient and they just nudge me or call my name until we finish the book. Luckily, the rewards of parenting are enough to overshadow the other stuff. It doesn't seem like they would be when you look at the list. What do we have? Satisfaction, fulfillment, happiness, laughter, learning. They are so intangible. The negatives can really pile up if you let them. No sleep, never going to the bathroom alone or eating your own food, sharing the computer or xbox, neverending dishes and laundry. None of my pencils have erasers. Then there's the really bad stuff like finding out your child has a birth defect or some other serious problem. But you just have to let some stuff go and remember that someday they will be teenagers and it will be even worse.

Sam and Eleanor played together so well on Sunday. For hours. I loved it. Peter is saying new stuff every day. On Sunday he wanted to look at the Sacrament book (it has pictures of Jesus). So all during the Sacrament prayer he was yelling, "I want Jesus. I want Jesus. Hey, give my Jesus!" It was so funny. Not very reverent but funny. Penny does the commando crawl and can go almost anywhere. She's also been making a new face where she pushes her teeth together and pushes out her lips. I'll have to take a picture. Actually she doesn't have top teeth so it's just her bottom teeth and gums that go together but she might be getting a top tooth. It seems like it's been pretending to come in for a while now. Somehow all these things make the lack of sleep and fights over chores seem insignificant. These little children that are in my care, that I have stewardship over are such wonderful little people. I'm so glad they are in my family. So, even though some days are unbelievably challenging and, dare I say it, horrible, they are somehow wonderful at the same time. I think it's one of the mysteries of God.