I have been thinking alot lately about how I can manage to raise 4 children and keep my sanity.
(rabbit trail : had a teacher once who said you raise cattle you rear children....or did he say you rear cattle and raise children??? I am so worried I say it wrong, but can't remember the right way to say it!!!!) Ok back to my original thought, how did my mother do it?! Still baffles me that she is as sane as she is (wink wink mama) and survived all 4 of us kids. I feel sad that I can't just let my kids got outside and play...it just isn't safe anymore, or the fact that I can't just throw them all in the van and run around town. Those of you with 4 or more know what I mean.
I mean how many verses to "the wheels on the bus" can one handle before having a total mental break down, how many knock knock jokes will it take. On a good day I know they don't conspire to drive mama mad, but on a bad day...I'm not so sure. We had family night last night and after a really nice dinner we watched "Chicken Run" it was so cute and the man kept hitting his head saying "it's all in my head" becasue he was sure the chickens were "organized" and trying to escape.... raise your hand if you ever feel like that! Ok now if you've raised your hand, look around and make sure no one saw you, and put your hand down!....don't worry I'm sure you aren't the only reader of this ramble that raised your hand. All this to say, I am sure, or at least I hope and pray that I will make it threw these years with my babes, and that everyone will come out of the other side of it all with all limbs intact and by the grace of God a willing spirit to serve HIM. And at the end of the day, after they are all tucked in AND ASLEEP, I am so thankful for my sweet family and all the blessings that they bring to me. phew, what a ramble.