Monday, September 27, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
We were just about to leave for a formal event....dinner, champagne, lots of people dressed in suits and pretty gowns. We don't do formal very often, and honestly I feel sort of silly all dressed up. Embarrassed. I do love the look of pretty dresses, but I'm much more comfortable in jeans. So, I was kissing my girls farewell as we headed to the car and I took Kilian into my arms to get one last embrace. As I kissed his face and inhaled his sweet forehead one last time....well, you know what happened.
My floor-length black dress was now graced with a familiar white, slimy substance and my whole person smelled like stomach acid. Had I no children and this was perhaps a beverage running down my front I wonder how I would have reacted. With irritation, at minimum. But I am a mother. My "Oh no!" was followed by laughing and smiling, and I kissed my baby even more. Inside I exclaimed "thank you, thank you, thank you...". As we drove away all I could be was grateful. I never did get the stains off that night, but I wore them with great pride and gratitude all evening long.
One of the many, many small miracles of motherhood. To be able not only to accept the mishaps, frustrations and causes for anxiety, but to Love them and laugh at them - to see such occasions for what they are....real gifts and our way to heaven. I know, I'm taking a small, silly example and broadening it to mean something huge. But really, a mother's joy at throw-up isn't a small thing when you take into consideration all her other misfortunes - some quite large, embraced with love or mercy or even laughter on a daily (sometimes hourly) basis.
Sure, not every frustration is accepted with patience, much less joy. Of course not...I get that. But countless misfortunes dealt by our children are embraced lovingly. Motherhood changes a woman daily. It frees her from laziness and general self-absorbed ugliness. Some would consider the foul-smelling, white, dried spit up all over my dress that night an "ugly" aspect of motherhood. To me it was nothing short of beautiful.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Personal apology/disclaimer: the reliefs are listed at a price higher than I would like (though I assure they are worth it - they are heavy, highly detailed sculptures), but the price is necessary to cover my costs. I know you understand, so....thank you!
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
It can be a challenge, sometimes, to accept that we are not good at everything. Even more so when our shortcomings affect our children. But embracing our natural gifts while still working to improve in areas difficult for us is extremely freeing, as I'm learning. It frees us to be able to do well what God wants for us, not what we think we should be good at. It really isn't about us anyway. Our gifts aren't really ours. Anything good we do is from above.