I've been thinking a great deal about happiness lately. Not because I am unhappy, but I want to be more happy. I don't want the small annoyances in my life to irritate me. I want to find joy in every situation, even in the trials and the exasperations of life.
Getting ready for school is at the core of these thoughts today. I love my children. I love spending time with my children. I love helping them learn and grow, but the micromanaging I am doing right now makes me want to pull my hair out.
For example, I decided last week that I'm am no longer going to do armpit checks after supposed showers. I will not offend my sense of smell in this manner any more. To the offending young men I said, "If you want to me known as the B.O. (body oder) boy fine, I am not longer going to smell. You will deal with the consequences of your choices." To which tears came rolling down the faces and feelings were hurt because I called them B.O. boys.
See, I can't win.
So today, I tried to keep my cool as once again back packs are no where to be found, shoes are not in their lockers, and the time is fast approaching to have scripture study and be on our way (in case you are wondering it does not matter if scripture study is first or last the drama still prevails, but I'm not giving up).
Today I tried and see my little people in a different light as I asked what kept them so long and I see a civil war comic book peeking out from under their arms. I try an envision the imagination that happens as they are cleaning up their super heros and a window shaking thud rumbles through the house, followed by belly gut laughter. Sometimes you can't help, but be a little person and forget the task at hand.
I tried to remember than Heavenly Father doesn't yell at me when after the hundredth reminder I still become distracted and forget my primary purpose. I learning every day how to be a mother. I'm still not very good at it, but oh how blessed I am.