



I have been so stressed, for no apparent reason other than life in general.
Sometimes you just have to step back and really look at things to get perspective on you own life. Being a mom, for me is really hard. I know, I know, it is such a blessing, and there are some that would scourge me for saying so. But it is true nontheless. I have been given children easily, I don't have a problem getting prego or even keeping pregnancies. In fact it has been quite the opposite. I have often thought, why is it so easy for me and so hard for others that would do practcally anything for a baby? Let me tell you the reason. It isn't that I don't appreciate my little blessings, I love them more than life. I just seem to not tollerate the little blessings own agency. In short I have a problem with not being able to controll the temper tantrums, disobedience, or the baby who won't eat or sleep. So my friends it is patience that I am to learn. I haven't learned all I need to, and doubt that in this life I ever will. But today, I have to say, I couldn't ask for a better trial, it sounds stupid but all in all I know that it is a small thing compared to many others trials. And to my little blessings, "I love you more than you will ever know!"