I am the literal worst.

A Humbling Reminder for a Momma of Littles

I often say ‘I would like to enjoy a hot bath.’
It is, however, not often that I actually get to have one.
I knew when I woke up this morning it was going to be a day of struggling against my own sour attitude.
Do you know those days?
The days when you have a hundred sore muscles, and feeling as though you got little to no sleep though the night?
I immediately decided that I was not going to let my flesh, once again, get in the way of my role as a mother and teacher.
I armored myself with a humbling reminder, and tackled the battle head on.
We did school lessons, read books, made messes, washed dishes, played using our imaginations, listened to music and podcasts, prepped sourdough, cooked dinner.
We learned what the word “fluent” means; and Nora (our 4 year old) informed us she doesn’t know how to have a quiet voice because
“I can’t, it’s the way God made me. I’m just a kid!”
Today could have gone like the many other days when I have woken up feeling like I was hit by a freight train through the night.
But wearing the reminder that…
I am the literal worst…checked me into reality today.
It helped me to constantly remember that in the moments when I just wanted to blow up, it would only cause things to get worse.
Today, was a good day because I combatted those typical moments of fury with scriptural TRUTH.
I am the literal worst. I only make things LITERALLY worse! Stop relying on “yourself” (Jenna) and lean in on God to carry you through the daily struggles of being home raising and rearing the blessings He has given you.
I was able to end the day by soaking my sore muscles in a hot bath, remembering once again that while I am the literal worst, His mercies are new every morning.
May tomorrow be, yet another day of gratitude, for whatever the Lord has planned for my life.
Not my will, but His be done.
(If it happens to be another evening that ends with a hot bath, I will not complain)