When we were little my Daddy would get angry when we were sick or hurt. I never understood, until I became a mommy. For some strange reason, when they are sick or hurt, in my head its my fault. I get angry. .. frustrated. ...disappointed. Ive came to realize that as a working mother of 4 each and every day has to have a Plan A and a Plan B. Waking up to a very sick little girl was not Plan A. Today is a Plan B Kinda day. So angry, knowing I have other obligations I struggle. Until I get on the kids dressed, me dressed, fed and on the bus, do I take a moment to reflect on my behavior. Do I continue to feel sorry for myself. Man, has it been a month. I could feel this status up with all my Plan Bs this past month or I could take a moment to reflect. So for you, I do the latter. First thought, I am daughter of the KING! That makes me royalty! Yes, Ive been ill, but now Im better. Yep, Ive spent more money these past two months than I have most the year on unexpected bills and doctors appts, but at least Ive had it to pay. Ashs car has a flat, but now we have an extra vehicle for her to drive. As bad as it seems in the moment, it always works out just fine. And Ella wakes up sick, but you know what Im 99.9% sure its curable. Im going to have to figure out a new work schedule, but I have a wonderful job that allows me to do just that. What a blessed life I have. I am a princess! Daughter of the KING. I can do all things through he that strengthens me. Many prayers for our family today. That we can get a hold of these illnesses. I really am doing all I possibly can to contain it. That I continue to remember the blessings. That I remember I cant be everywhere and please everybody. That I cant control illness and accidents. That plan B may turn out as productive as plan A. That I, well I am a princess and there no problem to big for the King.
Posted on: Tue, 09 Dec 2014 13:06:53 +0000
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