One of the things that trips me up the most about motherhood is the chaos that comes with it. The inability to plan things or to have things go as planned. I like to organize and frequently visualize how I want days or experiences to go. My kiddos all seem to have their own ideas though...seriously, it's like they thing they are people or something 😉 They have their own agenda, or crises, or even moments of delight that interfere with all my well-thought-out plans. I've learned that sometimes our expectations do nothing but kill our joy. I'm striving to grow in my ability to roll with the punches. To engage in and find delight in whatever the day brings. To not fight the chaos but to embrace it
Yesterday, I woke-up to find a huge branch in our yard. I also had a head full tasks I was planning on accomplishing: school work, spring cleaning, laundry, etc. As soon as I saw the branch, though, I knew it would draw my kiddos in and bring them delight. I could fight that delight and try to check off all the school tasks I had on my list, or I could embrace it and join them in their fun. I chose to just roll with, and we had the best morning.
Since the older kids had already had the chance to explore and climb all over the branch; it was easy to convince them to do our daily reading within it's center while Baby Z laid down for his morning nap.
The city came to collect the branch right after lunch. I didn't get as much as I had expected to get done, but we did knock out some of the schoolwork, I scrubbed the kitchen, and Jeremy helped with the laundry that evening.
I still struggle with clinging to my own expectations and fighting any distractions that comes my way. Someday, the Lord will root this selfishness out of me but it it hasn't happened yet. It is so silly because every-time I let my expectations go and just embrace the day and whatever chaos it brings - we have a splendid time! The "have-tos" always seem to find a way of getting done and the "want-tos" are silly compared to the joy that flexibility can bring.