".....Very largely does the wife hold in her hands, as a sacred trust---the happiness and the highest good of the hearts that nestle in the home...Her spirit gives the home it's atmosphere.
Her hands fashion it's beauty.
Her heart makes it's love.
And the end is so worthy, so noble, so divine---that no wife should consider any price to great to pay--to be the light, the joy, the blessing, the inspiration of her home!" J.R Miller
Whether I like it or not, I realize that I am the one who's most responsible for setting the atmosphere in our home and on many days, this feels like too much responsibility and sometimes, it just seems too hard to get it right.
Sometimes, I loose my patience over ridiculous and small things like when I've asked her to eat her noodles 100 times and and when we need to leave and I say "We need to go! NOW!" and she just stands there and looks at me. And when I say "You need to finish your dinner NOW!" and she just looks at me and with a sweet face, she says "I'm glad you're my Momma, I love you." With her sweet words, I soften and kneel on the floor and hug her, while I hide tears, because, you know what? Parenting is hard, but it's so very important.
After Mothering for almost 5 years, I've learned that we need to put our little differences aside and encourage each other. Maybe not try so hard to solve each other's problems or offer the best piece of advice, but to instead say "you're doing a good job, you are awesome and you were made for this". We need encouragement, for when it's hard and when it seems tedious. We need to look for ways to encourage each other, for opportunities to say "I think you're a really good Mom".
So, to all my Momma friends, I think you're great. I really do. Each and every one of you!
Daily thankfuls, pulled off of the iPhone.
Frosty mornings, where my kids get all bundled up, ask me if it's Christmas and head out to try and make snowballs with the frost.