this parenting gig

Some days are hard. Some are easier. Sometimes I wonder if I'm subconsciously screwing it all up and won't find out until later. But mostly, I look at our kids, our amazing (AMAZING!) kids, and I know that we've got to be doing something right; God is doing something everything right and we trust in Him.

Our kids are still kids of the human kind. They make mistakes, they're trying at times, we're all learning along the way, but man am I blessed to be their Mama. Even on our worst days (theirs and mine) I try not to take that for granted.

We're a team, you know? Our family. I don't ever want them to feel like life is some battle where it's us against them. I want them to know that even when they're not acting like who God has created them to be in Him, we're still on the same side and that I will always fight for them and stand with them in their struggles.

This parenting gig is tough though. Every day it's hard. But it's also about forgiving. About learning and evolving. About trusting that when I do mess up which is often, I can recognize it, know it doesn't define who I am, and move on and remember to give that same grace to my kids.

I've come to the conclusion that probably just about when our youngest is graduating high school, we'll have it all figured out...

{Sigh.}