Overwhelmed

I haven't posted a blog in seven months and the only excuse I can give is that I am exhausted. Yep. I'm overwhelmed by life with two boys, a dog, a traveling husband and a house to finish fixing. So, I don't blog much. But what's funny is I think about doing it everyday. EVERYDAY. I wonder why that is? Oh wait, I know... it's because I used to work in an office filled with cubicles and all I did all day long was interact with college student and adults. We'd talk. We'd talk about problems with class schedules, challenges with professors, fears about the future, passions, dreams and goals and mostly about what God was doing. How he was showing himself to my co-workers, friends and students. And now... well.... life is"different".

I now talk to a three and one year old about sharing, being kind, not fighting, not biting, not hitting and not whining. I ask what the book was about, the book that I read twice today, twice yesterday and a million times since two months ago and yet, nothing. No response. Instead, "Mom, can we play now? Mom, can we ______. Can we _______. Mom! Mommy! Mom! I need juice. I'm hungry. Can I watch another show. No!!! I'm watching one more. NO!!!!!!! NO!!!!!! AHHHHHH!!!" Which then turns ugly quick, right into a time out if not a "love tap", if you know what I mean.

So, I want to blog because I'm struggling with my current daily conversations. I feel like I'm always saying no, don't, stop, be careful, HARRISON! SILAS! and I want to talk more about life and God. About ideas and dreams. Problems and prayers. I want to finish a thought and express it fully.

So, I'm here, blogging and I probably wont be back for a few months but know this, I have good intentions. I even desire to write, but I'm overwhelmed. I'm busy.

I'm busy trying my best to love unconditionally these two little monsters who have absolutely stolen my heart. I would take a bullet for them without even thinking twice. I love them beyond words. And, they drive me nutty sometimes. I mean - look at those faces!

Motherhood is ministry, just a very different type of ministry then the one I was expecting. I know my calling, it's to wipe buggers and butts which is no where close to as noticeable as putting on a workshop, teaching a class or leading a small group Bible study but it is notable - notable to God and it brings him glory, and that's all that matters. He asks us to love without notice. It's challenging being a mommy but I love the quote that says, "There's no shortcuts to anyplace worth going." Challenging is good. It builds character. It refines me and one day, just maybe, I'll look a little more like Christ. 

-Libby (aka MOM)

P.S. I will try my best to play catch up on my blog. I know it'll be a little weird. Pictures of Christmas in June, Easter in July but hey, it's the attempt that matters, right? Well, I'm telling myself that... So there! :)