My mom calls Jack my "pay back". And she's probably right. He's very much like me and I am terrified that his teenage years will be even remotely like mine. I was not easy. And that's an understatement.
Now, Jack has his amazingly fun and wonderful qualities too. He is sweet and loving and funny (when he wants to be). Some days he has me in stitches! He is a mama's boy (not in a bad way) and still loves to snuggle with me. He is SMART and confident. And boy is he handsome. :)
But some days I just want to scream and stomp and throw a tantrum right alongside Jack because I just don't know what to do. The other two are pretty easy most of the time. And even their hard moments are rare, and nothing I can't handle. I know what to say or do to get things under control.
Then today I realized how grateful I am for Jack and all his rough spots. He reminds me of how much I need my Savior and my Heavenly Father as a mother. I can not do this alone. I don't know what I'm doing. I need promptings from my Father in Heaven to teach me how to teach Jack. And I NEED the atonement of my Savior, Jesus Christ, to repent of my MANY shortcomings. Every time I lose my temper, run out of patience, and just snap instead of teach my children, I need that saving atonement.
Without him I wonder if I would breeze along thinking I was fine on my own. But Jack reminds me to get on my knees more often than I might otherwise. And so I am so grateful for him.
I love my sweet, funny, beautiful little handful. :)
1 comment:
Ian is my Jack. I need to learn to get on my knees and ask for help instead of letting Ian outsmart me or run through my patience in the first 30 minutes of our day. Thanks for this post.
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