Stressful Days

I look around me and I feel just so blessed.  I have a roof over my head.  Food to cook with.  A wonderful family.  A dog and cat.  I am blessed to be able to go the gym and go work out.  What more can I ask for?

I look around and see beauty everywhere and it is so wonderful.  Then out of no where comes the stress. 

I love my children, but I know when they are tried and those are the days when I know it is time for naps.  Those are the days that my children refuse to take naps, and there it starts.  The crying, the whining, the days that I want to either start drinking or just get my running shoes on.

Listening to my 4 year old say over and over my mommy does not like me because I let him know that something he wants has been taken away because of his refusal to take a nap, makes me want to cry, but I also know that I have to stay strong! 

These are the days I know that I need to call upon the Lord and ask for his help.  The days that I fall to my knees to start saying a Hail Mary and pray that she can help me as only a mother can.  I love my children more than life itself.  I also know that I need to have patience with them, especially during the days that are difficult.

 

I look at the sky and the beauty that I have found around me and use that to reach out to, knowing that I need as much help as I possibly can get so that I find the patience that is inside of me so I can be the best mother possible.

Believe it or not It will work out

The past two years has been very difficult for me.  On and off things seem to happen that have made my life very difficult.  I know that it is not something that I did, I know that some of it happened and there is nothing that I could to to stop it from happening. 

The amount of emotions and feelings that I had been going through was unbelieveable.  Some days were good days, others were terrible.  I had days that would start out good and then turn bad, and days that would start out terrible and end up ok.

The emotions were wearing me thin.  Now that I am at a place, I finally can look back at everything and see that there is a reason that everything happened.  I can look back and realise that the path I was on was not the best path for me to be on, and that I needed to change directions in my life, or I would be truely unhappy. 

I know that there was no worse feeling, than the feeling of being hopeless, like your entire world was going to collapse around you.  I know that there were times that I wondered if I would make it through the week or even the day.

Struggling like that has made me realise that things happen, for a reason.  That I now have learned how to make better decisions and know that when it comes to people and things, that you will always find out who your true friends are. 

Now I know that when I start out a day or a week feeling hopeless, that sometimes the best thing to do is to stop and take a step back.  That those times are the times that by taking the road less traveled and knowing that it might not be pleasant, but it is probably for the best reason in the world!