I know it’s been a good month since I’ve written. Honestly there isn’t much to write at the moment except that we are in a waiting period. I’m not good at waiting…AT ALL. I sit here thinking, “I didn’t ask for patience, God.” Have you felt like that?
And in the waiting period the days go up and down, good and bad, in and out. I tell you what, this mommy stuff, well, “it ain’t for the faint of heart”, that’s for sure! Sometimes I see a glimpse of who he really is when he tries hard to do his work, when he is cooperative and helpful. Most of the time, it’s a struggle to make it through a day. “Do your work. Clean that up. Stop talking to me like that.” Anyone else know how that feels? I know I can’t be the only one.
Yes, I am struggling in the waiting; trying to pray for the outcome, but I’ll be honest, it’s hard.