It’s been brought to my attention that my children seem to thrive on fruit snacks, episodes of kids shows and juice boxes. They also see me as a constant in their lives, and I am very grateful that they do, but there are moments sometimes when I briefly wish they weren’t so stuck to me. But in their ever-changing worlds, having mommy & daddy nearby for comfort and guidance is a comfort and constant they can count on. As a PBS character sings “grown-ups come back”.
I’m trying to raise independent and confident children who will be kind to others, help those around them and not be selfish for their own personal gains, but where is that independence when I’m trying to go to the bathroom alone or make those rarely seen homemade meals happen?
Lately I’ve been really struggling with seeing others share glimpses into their lives that seem almost too good to be truthful, and let’s be honest, there might be one too many staged moments captured on camera. When I see those glimpses I often think to myself, ‘Why can’t I have a room set up like that? Why can’t my kitchen be that spotless? Why aren’t my kids into finger painting masterpieces like that?’ And to answer those burning questions I say: I am not that mom. Those are not my kids. That is not my house.
All too often I fall into the mental anguish that I don’t have it as good as others. If I step back and take a good look at what I do have, I can say that I have:
- a home that we had tons of input in with design choices and colors
- two healthy children whose imaginations are stellar and sometimes it’s hard to fathom what they come up with, but they’re active, healthy and love each other, even if they don’t always want to share
- insurance to assist in the costs of staying alive and healthy with a chronic condition that feels like a full-time job
- friends who surround us with love and prayer when we quickly need to travel back to Ohio for a death in the family
So when I really look at it, I’m not only a constant for my children, but there are people and things that are constants in my life that help me, support me and encourage me to thrive where I’m planted.