Thursday, November 8, 2012

Tickets for Pancakes


So this morning felt like a pancake morning.  That's one thing I love about homeschool and being home with my kids.  We can do pancakes on a Tuesday morning in November.  After pancakes, we will have some inspiring math, reading, geography, and literature lessons all while I feed, burp and change and meet all the needs of a newborn.

That was my supermom plan for the day.  Then, came the TANTRUM.  Caps just begin to describe what a  whopper it was at 6:45 this morning.  What was the problem you ask?  I don't remember, probably Legos.  What was my supermom solution?  Honestly, I was drawing a blank. It wasn't like it was our first first trip to this rodeo; we just had not found a good solution.  Supermom would have had a solution.  I did not.

Actually, he had really solved the problem himself by informing us that he wanted to have a "Celebration Morning."  This involves, according to him, the awesome privilege of being able to watch cartoons and play Lego Star Wars before homeschool.  That became the inspiration for the "special privilege"  ticket and we were tantrum-free for the rest of the day.  A real first around our house.

What has super mom learned?  That it is okay to not be so super.  I mean, let's be honest.  How did I make it through the TANTRUM?  I was frustrated at another morning filled with screaming.  I was making Pancakes for goodness sakes!  How could he pitch a fit when I was making his favorite breakfast?   I was angry at his ungratefulness.  I was tired from a broken night of sleep.  I was feeling all of the past 8 weeks, and I wanted to walk out the door.  

Looking back on the events of this morning, I am not sure how we made it, except to say that God must have been with us.  He is with us.  It has not felt that way lately, but He has told me He 'won't leave me or forsake me.'  And this morning, I was reminded of His grace.  Grace that inspires us to remember "Celebration Mornings" and to come up with "special privilege" tickets.  I was out of answers and running on empty.  God answered and filled me up. 

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