Today’s post is a little less about our darling babies and more about the mom behind the curtain. Life is a constant race that means I’m chasing my beloved toddler while trying to manage a three month old. It’s continuous moving, teaching, guiding, and I cannot imagine anything else but that’s not to say I’m not tired. That’s not to say that I am not stressed or overwhelmed. I can be blessed, tired, and stressed all at the same time. It’s in the moments where my hair is a mess, I’m covered in spit up, I have a little one tugging at my leg and I find myself giving into the frustration of the day. These are the times that I need my God the most, I call out to my heavenly father and ask for comfort…..guidance…..peace…..grace. I ask my father for his forgiveness (and sometimes I need to ask my children for forgiveness). I take the moments like this, the dancing in the kitchen with our daughter, rocking our son and singing him to sleep. The mess, the stress, all of it is worth it when I look at the faces of my beloved children. Which makes me wonder……is this what God feels when he looks at us? Does he feel that love bursting moment that I do even when I’m frustrated with my children? With that being said, how can I love like God? How can I show my children grace and forgiveness like God does for me? The how is to pray and rely on God’s strength rather than my own. So this mama is stressed but blessed……and the blessings keep coming.