Mommy Mayhem is a blog series leading up to Mother’s Day 2013 meant to encourage and bless women as we experience the good and bad chaos that comes with being a mom. This series has many guest blogs from women in many walks of life: stay at home moms, working moms, moms with grown children, and moms with young children. My request in this is that my readers use the comment section to bless woman with encouragement and blessings. These woman aren’t professional writers, they are just like you (and me) women simply sharing their journey! If you like, feel free to share and bless other Mom’s experiencing the mayhem of life!
By Jessica Anselmi
Momma, can I have a yogurt?
Mommy, I need a drink.
Mom, can you get me…you fill in the blank.
In a single day, no, hour, we can be hit with what seems like a million big or little wants and needs from our kiddos. Our God-given roles as mommies are to meet those needs and in doing so it becomes routine. How many of us even know what our child needs before they even ask? However, for me it has become so routine that I feel like a robot, who lives in the laundry room or kitchen. Haha.
Well, a week ago mommy robot was in full swing for dinner. Plates were on the table, cups were filled and seats were occupied. It had been one of those busy run around days. I think I worked that day (it was a week ago, I barely remember yesterday) and trying to get a non fast food dinner on the table was a miracle. But I did it. Yay!!! I was starving. I was the last one to sit down and just as I get a forkful of scrumptious dinner in line with my mouth, both girls asked for milk. Ugh… Ok, I understand, my fault, I should have put drinks on the table first. So to the fridge I go, I pour two glasses of cold milk, bring them back with a “here you go sweetie”. Finally food. Another forkful of food close to my mouth and Evie whines, “Momma, I wanted warm milk.”
“EEERRR!!!” just rumbled out of my mouth so quickly. I stood up from my chair once again went to heat up her milk. I could feel this anger just boiling inside of me and just doing what I wanted to do and that was eat. Just eat! Just as soon as that anger started to rise I heard, so clear, the Lord say to my heart, “Where is you cheerful heart? Do I growl at you when you ask for something?”
Shame filled me. Repentance spilled out of me. Here I teach my children to be helpers to others with a joyful heart even when sometimes they don’t want to. How is it that I missed my own encouraging? I stood in the kitchen for what seemed like an eternity, wishing I could go lock myself in the bathroom and be done for the night. However, the Lord used that moment to expose my attitude and correct it. Just like we would do with our children, right? Go figure.
I gave Evie her warm milk. I apologized for mommy’s bad attitude and asked for forgiveness. Hugs and kisses immediately followed.That’s the best part! Anyway, Evie and I did have a little chat about our manners and how important please and thank yous are.
It’s only been a week, but when I feel “the growl” starting to come out of my mouth I immediately think about a cheerful heart and fix my attitude. I have definitely had “fail” moments but there is nothing better than teaching moments with my kiddos. Even if my mistakes are the ones to learn from.
When the Lord spoke to me he called to mind 2 Corinthians 9:7b “for God loveth a cheerful giver.” And then, I started thinking about what Proverbs 22:6 says, “Train up a child in the way he should go, and even when he is old he will not depart from it.”
We all make mistakes! And it seems that when you have children they seem more apparent, but if I’ve learned anything from this eye opening circumstance, it’s that God uses all things to train His children and that’s what we are and who are children belong too. Amen!
My name is Jessica Anselmi (Last name pronounced exactly as it’s spelled)I’m 29, I love love love my family. I love anything crafty, crocheting, sewing, or gardening. I’ve known my hubby since I was 8 and I had the biggest crush on him. We have been married for 8 ½ years and are seriously best friends and still madly in love. I love it! I am a police officer’s wife. It is a hard job to do but the rewards are worth it. We struggled with infertility for four years until the day before the specialist appointment, we found out we were pregnant and then 3 weeks later realized why I was already comfortably fitting maternity clothes at 9 weeks… because I was pregnant with twins! Three years later our girls, Locklyn and Evangeline are busy playing dress up and baby dolls and love learning new things each and every day. I am a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mom and a friend, but more importantly I’m a daughter of the King and that is never changing. Woo hoo!!