So...I have to admit that I cried over spilt milk this morning. I literally cried out over spilt milk. I had the two youngest children settled at the breakfast table and was just going to get my shower when I heard..."oh no!" I looked over at the table and Carter had spilled his entire bowl of cereal. It was on the table, the floor AND my child. As I looked at the milky white waterfall cascading from the table and the lake of sodden Cheerios, I lost it. I sent the soaked child up to his room to change clothes and then started to clean up the sticky, milky mess...grumbling and mumbling all the way. It wasn't pretty and I am not proud of myself. I cannot stand cleaning up spilled milk. It seems to seep into every crack and crevice. And no matter how well you clean it up, a spot or two invariably gets missed and then it gets sour. Ugh! I come by this honestly. My mother has the same aversion.
So...why am I confessing this to you?
To let you know that you are not alone. Maybe it's not over spilt milk, but we all have those moments where we lose it with our kids and act in ways we wish we hadn't. Motherhood is hard and these moments happen...we are human...but they don't have to define us. GRACE goes a long way in building up a strong family...grace toward our kids and toward ourselves.
I did apologize to Carter for fussing so much about the milk. He, of course, had a big smile and a "that's okay Mommy" for me. I sure do love that kid...spilt milk and all!!
15 For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet he did not sin. 16 Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.
Hebrews 4:15-16
New International Version (NIV)
