It’s been a while since we last posted. Life has been crazy around here and we have a few post built up. This post was written a few weeks ago. Thank you so much for following our little family’s adventure. We sure do love this life of ours and pray you intentionally make your own path and find it just as rewarding. ~Michael & Stephanie
I took the kids along as some colleagues and I walked through two venues today. Weekday childcare is difficult to come by. FREE weekday childcare for a whole day is impossible. I was worried.
We did a lot of sitting in the car and walking slowly and looking at things they couldn’t touch and eating grilled cheese in a fancier-than-any-2-yr-old-should-ever-dine restaurant … They were really well-behaved — actually exceeded my expectations. I found further solace in the fact that EVERYONE who met them couldn’t resist their powers. They’re just so stinkin’ cute! They were still a lot of work and I was super stressed out because I was so worried about making sure they were on point and we didn’t have any nasty attitudes.
Here’s a misnomer about mothers. We don’t want to take our kids places, not because we don’t want to include our kids or we’re ungrateful or we’re selfish, but because we want to enjoy ourselves. (Ok. That’s kinda selfish.) Or we want to focus on the task at hand. Or because we need a break from little people. That doesn’t make us bad moms or ungrateful. When the only two people you see all day most days are both under the age of 5, sometimes ya just gotta be with grown ups. Or be alone!! Yeah. Alone sounds great right now.
Anyway… In then end, I was spent, Teagan missed her nap, our evening back home was rough. I was kind of regretting it.
As everyone else is in bed, though, I’m finding myself thinking about how thankful I am for our home life and the culture we’ve created; are creating. The kids actually were very good. I was actually mostly prepared with snacks and movies and such. Besides us being tired and over it. It really was a good day and the love in our home shone through to everyone we met. People even commented. Several people!
Michael and I know our love for each other blesses our children and gives them a safe space to mature and learn life. We know that the respect we show each other and our children will, one day, come out in our children’s behavior … past their tantrum stage. We don’t always get it right, but we’re trying. We’re trying to be very intentional in the way we love and interact; with each other and with them.
I saw a glimpse of that today. Kids. Not babies anymore. Good, respectful, loving kids. We did that. We’re doing that. That feels good.