And yet, those very kids are what keep my sane. Penelope, with her sweet little bald-on-top baby head. And especially Kaylen, with her constant busyness and yet deep love for sitting next to me for twenty minutes at a time while we watch old videos of her on my phone. Her squeal of delight when she sees her sister. Her enjoyment of life. And even her tired meltdowns, which I can sympathize with. There are not many slow moments with Kaylen around. (Although I appreciate that she can play by herself for a while, too, and I don't have to keep a constant eye on her unless she's with Penelope.)
So for a very bad analogy, i suppose the poison is also the remedy....
Oh my friend, you know that I can empathize with you in so many ways. I promise that it DOES get easier. Not so much that the kids get less complicated or less work, it's just that you start admitting your shortcomings and start relying more on your Savior's strength rather than your own and your yoke mysteriously seems lighter. Don't feel guilty about the lack of things getting done or the amount of naps you need to grab. 'Tis just a season and you will grow and learn and survive and move on to the next glorious season soon. They say newborns have a lot to learn, but I would argue that Mom's might have almost as much to learn as well. They sure do make us better people, don't they?
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