Today left me feeling very inadequate, emotionally drained and wondering...
A little before 7a.m. Liam woke up angry. He cried a little and yelled at "AYA!" in his sleep, then awoke very upset that "Aya took mine zebra!!!". And then he was off to find her. I grabbed him just in time, calmed him down a little and tried to get him back to sleep. I definitely didn't tell him he doesn't have a zebra of any kind anyway. I also didn't try to tell him it was all a dream. Because, when you tell my 2andahalfbutsactslike3yearold something was "just a dream", it will completely crush his morning (and yours). So, we just let it be, snuggled a little and tried to change the subject.
But, then he got mad at the sun. Yes, the sun. It was awake and that means it's wake up time but "Me still heepy (sleepy), Mama!".
Rationally, I spoke these words, "Then let's go back to sleep, buddy."
Have you ever said that to a 2andahalfbutsactslike3yearold?
Although, I've heard stories of children that actually enjoy sleep. I've even heard stories of children that want to sleep in their own beds.
Someday, I will probably tell stories like this to unsuspecting young people, too.
That wasn't what left me feeling so small today though.
It's the realization that the world is still moving and people are having babies and children are growing and...
and I feel...
Nevertheless, I am continually with you; you hold my right hand. You guide me with your counsel, and afterward you will receive me to glory. Psalm 73:23-24
I do not know what the future of my life here on earth looks like. And many times it seems sad, hopeless and confusing. We are not alone, friends.
And I know what comes next.
I have HOPE in the hopeless things that happen in my life. I have JOY in the sorrow.
And I have Flapjack Friday with my family.