There are times I wish I could hand in my resignation and quit being a mother. Or just simply disappear. A defiant ‘no’ and doing the exact opposite of what I said really have me doubting my mommying ability. Do I really deserve these blessings called children?
Psalm 127:3 (ESV)
3 Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord,
the fruit of the womb a reward.
Throw in more than a handful of demands and it was enough to make me cry in front my children. Too tired and too sad to even lose my temper, I figured I will hug them instead. I knew I was the one who needed these embraces. Then I remembered something I read about love and discipline. In www.5lovelanguages.com, it says there:
A child’s emotional love tank must be filled before any effective training or discipline can take place.
A child with a full love tank can respond to parental guidance without resentment.
It could be that their love tanks are already empty, that’s why words I am saying do not sink in. Somehow, the connection with my children was lost in the hustle and bustle of everyday, ordinary family life. I had forgotten to smile at them while talking with them to let them know I love to be with them. I had forgotten to say ‘thank you’ for the chores they DID do. I had forgotten to hug them tightly when they were sweet to their siblings. I had forgotten to greet them a warm ‘good morning’ or to kiss them ‘goodnight’. I had forgotten to laugh with them at the silly things that were funny to them.
And I needed to be reminded again. I had to love them with God’s love by reflecting on how much He loves me. Yes, He loves me and blessed me with children who love me no matter what. I should not sweat the small stuff too much and just always choose to be positive. I am always under an umbrella of love even if it rained worries and challenges.
Children, they are parents’ sources of frustrations, and also their sources of comfort and reassurance. 🙂