You know those days when nothing seems to go right? When your children bicker endlessly, you're after them all day with the simple task of hanging up a towel, your cat misses the litter pan and your baby won't sleep? The kind of days that make you question your choices as a parent and have you wondering where did I go wrong? Yeah, today was one of those days. No, scratch that. This weekend was an extended version of one of those days. But then, just when I think I am at the end of my rope and one of my children proclaims that they just need time away from all siblings, I see my precious baby smile when I look at him. I see one child selflessly offer up the last two popsicles, even though that child was the one asking for a popsicle in the first place. I see a note written in cursive on the board from one child to another (and her cursive blew me away). I see the very same child that proclaimed a need to be alone snuggled up reading books to both of her siblings instead.
Then I exhale and remember - God only gives us as much as we can handle. Even if those moments are fleeting and everything goes right back to the chaos it was before, I can see the beauty and goodness with clarity and I know that everything is going to be okay.