Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Confession

My children don't deserve me.

They are sweet, trusting, loving, perfect little beings.

I am irritated, tired, frustrated, and missing any patience.

I love them more than anything. There are no words to describe my love of these two little people.

And yet, I keep ending my days wishing I had shown more patience, more understanding, more love.

I pray every single day that Heavenly Father will make up the difference for me. That my children won't suffer because of my weaknesses and sins.

I remember dealing with infertility and praying to be a mom.

I remember watching my baby sick and praying that his time with me would be lengthened.

I haven't forgotten.

Yet, I have a lot of work to do to be worthy of those blessings.

Makes me sick to thing I'm not doing the best I know I can. I feel guilty.

My kids deserve so much more than just me.

But I am still so thankful for their beautiful smiles. They given reason and meaning to my life.




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Written by Crystal at 10:54 PM
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  1. The beautiful thing about young children is that they will take all that you can give them and love you any way! And sometimes suck the life out of you.

    I remember struggling through infertility and being so angry with other parents who seemed to take for granted the gift of children. Now I know how demanding the job of parent is. I'm glad for a Heavenly Father who DOES make up the difference.

    We are ALWAYS inadequate--even on our best days. But that's the beauty of the atonement. We aren't asked to BE perfect, just to try. Keep up the good work. Better days will be around the corner, and you're NEVER alone!
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