I am afraid I am becoming a bit of a tyrant of late. My need for perfection is getting the best of me. So important it is to me that the house be immaculate, chores done to my standard, we be on time...even 10 minutes early to every occasion, the kids always match and have cute hair...that it is costing me and my family happiness. I'm starting to see myself as a very ugly individual. I find myself more irritable and short with the kids. Smiles are few and far between and joy is becoming conditional. And it all needs to stop!
I am going to purpose to:
EnJOY the mess of little ones because sooner than I'd like they won't be here to make them.
EnJOY the loud voices because some day I won't be the first one they come to talk to.
EnJOY the job of "training" because one day I WILL see the fruits of my labor!
Hang up every picture because the crayons will be put away in just a few short years.
Just enJOY my children.
Not that I don't already, but the time I have to enJOY them is growing shorter and shorter because of my need for perfection...which I am very aware I am far from and will never achieve, but for some reason, my brain does not get that.
Joy: Feelings of great happiness or pleasure, especially of an elevated and spiritual kind.
To delight in something.
I want to delight in my children while I have them. I want to have feelings of great happiness and pleasure in them.
Sometimes to gain that...there has to be a little effort. ;)