Being a mother, by default, means that I am a maid, a cook, a babysitter, a teacher, a playmate and a disciplinarian.
I have been screamed at, pooped on, yelled at, gotten the silent treatment, been hit and kicked, puked on, told my food is bad, peed on, scratched, clawed, and the list goes on.
I often feel tired, frustrated, tired, angry, tired, sad, tired, like the worst mother ever tired, and worn out!
I work the day shift, graveyard shift, holidays and weekends.
Motherhood is by far the hardest thing I have ever done with my time.
Harder than a hotel maid, lifeguard or fast food. Harder than wearing long sleeves and heavy pants and doing physical labor in temperatures up to 120*.
Harder than anatomy, physiology, organic chemistry, or any nutrition class I have taken.
But it is my privileged to take these sweet little souls that God has trusted to my care and to be their tour guides of this world.
To be the first to show them how things work and what they are.
It's my privileged to see their joy as they explore their world...and to comfort them when I or the world fails their expectations.
It is my privileged to be their mother.
It is my greatest privilege to be part of this family.
And that is exactly how I'm feeling tonight.
Payson Temple
8 years ago













2 comments:
Wow!! Best post I've ever seen. Ever. Even without the absolutely darling pictures, this would have still been priceless. And these are from this year, right? Because from here in St. George, it looks like you guys live in a foreign country :)
Well said. It's a difficult job for sure... but definitely the most rewarding.
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