You’re not so bad yourself…

You know, I am highly emotional right now. 

I am crying at the drop of a hat.  Literally.  Don’t drop your hat.  I’ll cry.

And then, on Sunday, they spoke about our ministry that started in Poland when my husband served 3 cups of hot tea to a few homeless men that were at the train station in Poznan.  Today, those 3 cups of tea have evolved to nearly 100 tons of food being distributed in the same city each year through our ministry.  But I won’t get started on that because then you’ll have me talking all day.

Well, needless to say, I bawled my head off in church when they spoke of our foundation.  But they didn’t stop there.  They ended the service showing the story of a little boy, around the age of 12, looking for a forever family to take him in as their own.  He just wants a nice dad that will take him to the library.  A nice mom that will make him cookies.  Two nice sisters and one nice brother. 

Let’s just say, swollen eyes, snotty nose—and, yes, I was in public.

Oh, but it’s not just emotional stories.  I am tired because I am on the less than 10 weeks countdown to popping out a baby.  Woot-woot.  So yesterday I looked at my husband, who is actually in America for ONE more week before he heads to Ivory Coast, and say, “I am so tired I could cry.”

He said, “Well, let’s see it.”

And sure enough…tears.

On top of it all, I have gestational diabetes.  No, I am not the only preggo, aging woman in the world with this diagnosis.  But I just might be the hungriest.  So simply thinking about fasting for two hours after eating a meal makes me…You guessed it.  Cry.

Woe to all that encounter me at this stage of life 😉

Let’s continue, shall we?!  So, my daughter has officially been home for just over a week and I’ve already had to do the threats and the counting and the don’t make me call your dad thing.  It seems like a million times and she has literally only been home 9 days.  How is that possible?  It’s possible, my friends.  It’s possible.

So on top of being emotional, tired, and hungry—I am feeling a bit down about being a kick-awesome mom.  And then today I watched this…This amazing video where they brought in a bunch of moms.  And each mom was brutal about their failures.  And then they brought in their kids.  And each kid.  Well…I don’t want to ruin it for you, so I hope you’ll take a moment and see this video (And, yes, I cried):

http://www.upworthy.com/these-kids-finally-say-what-they-really-think-about-mom-and-her-reaction-priceless-9

This beautiful video made me pause and think. 

You know…I fail.

I get tired.

I threaten too much sometimes—and unnecessarily at other times, especially because she’s just being a kid.

I am impatient.

I am moody.

But, ultimately, I am mom.

And, yes, my daughter will remember my failures, but, I hope when asked to describe me, she’ll also remember my beauty.

After all, forever her mother I’ll be.

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And the answer is yes!

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