These days, I don't have enough time. I feel like I'm so busy running around, keeping a small child alive and clothed and cleaned on top of working a full-time job outside of the home to be anything but tired - scratch that, exhausted. So, I don't feel like myself. More often than not, I feel worried that I'm doing everything wrong or I'm feeling guilty about the things I haven't done that day (introducing solid foods, getting enough tummy time, playing in our exersaucer, and the list goes on).
Perhaps though, even though everything is changing, I'm being refined into just what Jaden needs in his mommy. We are all growing together. My hope is that even though I feel less sure of myself or ridiculously tired all the time or like I have a short fuse, that J will see that I put my whole trust in God, that I am completely secure in how much God loves me and his daddy and him and that God forgives and is so gracious - even with my short fuse.
Maybe "mommy" might turn out to be so much better than Andrea ever was, but not because of any character traits that "make me who I am"...but more because of the people who do.
