I am becoming a volunteer…again.
I am becoming more like Jesus (or trying to and seeing what a road I have in front of me.)
I am becoming more and more aware that life is actually simple, but we tend to make it complex.
I am becoming more aware of the differences and similarities in my husband and me.
I am becoming even more grateful for the “traditional” upraising I was given and the incredible extended family I have. From two amazing, strong, and loving sisters – the most phenomenal women I know, that know me better than I like to admit…two supportive parents who somehow have mastered , supporting us kids by working themselves out of a job, loving, encouraging, and being our biggest cheer leaders, while guiding us without pushing their thoughts or opinions on us… grandparents that have labored (in work and love) to leave amazing legacies of family, values, traditions, and memories… aunts and uncles who love, challenge, and grow me and who love my kids as their very own…and cousins with whom I share memories, laughter, dreams and tears.
I am becoming much more grateful for the extended family I have “in-law!” I am becoming less hardened by past hurts, more accepting of the differences we have, and I am becoming more aggressive in my attempts to develop REAL relationships with of them and not waiting for them to take those steps to relationship.
I am becoming saddened by broken relationships around me.
I am becoming more intentional. In relationships, in prayer, in scheduling, in “not scheduling,” in teaching my kids, in trying to love the way others want to be loved, and in knowing and discovering my purpose.
I am becoming an expert at cleaning up spills, making pb&j’s, building Lego creations, cleaning up the floor around the boys’ toilet, building puzzles, finding “secret” hiding places for hide and seek, reading phonetically spelled notes from my kindergartner, my “2hugs, 2kisses, butterfly kisses and Eskimo kisses” bedtime routine with Elyse, turning basic recipes into clean, whole food -healthy meals, hosting dance parties, refereeing, and pronouncing unusual Star Wars names.
I am becoming, once again, the “Memory Game” champ!
I am becoming realistic in accepting the fact that the noise level in my house may not go down until 2024 or 2026 and now that I just did that math, I’m becoming a bit nostalgic realizing that’s really not that far away…
I am becoming an expert on Star Wars, whether or not I want to, thanks to the 6 Star Wars encyclopedias we’ve checked out from the library.
I am becoming an “adult…” I often catch myself looking at my family and thinking, “wow, this is my husband, my children, my house, and these are my bills to pay, too!”
I am becoming so thankful for the little girl God gave me as my daughter, even though I thought three sons would have been just fine. Not being a “girlie girl,” I’m learning what fun a home-done mani and pedi can be for this mama and her daughter, why I never wear high heels and that my 2 year old can manage them FAR better than me, and that princesses are real, no matter what the boys may say.
I am becoming convinced that there was indeed some reason to the madness my sisters and I refer to as the “butchered haircuts” my mother had for us when we were young, thanks to the daily morning screeches I hear as the hairbrush inches its way towards my daughter’s scalp.
I am becoming a Broadway Musicals Pandora Junkie.
I am becoming quite the promoter. If I believe in a product, mission, person, or idea, you’ll hear about it.
I am becoming a reader…for fun!
I am becoming a mother of BEYOND preschoolers.
I am becoming a mother-in-law…someday, so I am taking notes and praying...daily…now!
I am becoming more and more fond of the idea of a hot tub.
I am becoming convinced that my weight will always go up (and occasionally down) and I will forever be working on it.
I am becoming increasingly aware of the fact that my community will be changing drastically next year, as I graduate from MOPS, and how my emotions are scattered in response.
I am becoming overly critical and realizing I need to live into God’s grace in a way that I REALLY grasp and accept His grace so I can share that same grace with others.
I am becoming, once again, those things I earlier put on hold for this season of life – a Stephen Minister, a musician, an athlete, a community leader and volunteer.
I am becoming impatient and disgusted by my short fuse.
I am becoming broken hearted for those things that break God’s heart and at the same time realizing that although financial sacrifices are made, writing a check is just too easy.
I am becoming tired of politics focusing on our disagreements, rather than our union and agreements.
I am becoming comfortable with the roles God has given me and excited to discover more of who I am becoming beyond my designated “roles” and really discovering the me within.
