Mommy Monday: Character flaws.

  Hi all, first of all I just want to say I'm sorry for missing last weeks post. It was a crazy crazy week around here. Trevor hurt himself at work. So between the ER, shuffling kids around, going back to the hospital for surgery and then caring for a hurt hubby and the kids all week, I was a busy mama. Thus the no blog post.

  That sort of gets us to what I want to talk about today. Character. How, with Gods help, we can constantly be improving and growing our character.

  Now I should start off by saying I do not have the best character. I mean I like me ok and all, but I have some serious flaws. I'm sure we all do, but when they are your own they tend to bother you a bit more don't they? So back to my flaws. I'm a red head. Ok, so maybe that's not a flaw, but the temper that I have sure is. Some people say a bad temper goes along with my vibrant red hair. I'm not sure if that's the case, but I do have a bad temper. Quick too. My temper can come on very quickly.

  I also get stressed very easily. By many different things. Chaos, noise, a messy house, being overwhelmed by too many tasks and the list goes on. Your probably all thinking serious? Doesn't she have like three kids? How the heck does she manage when chaos, noise, a messy house and being very busy all stress her out? Que my AMAZING husband. My loving, caring, helpful, kind, compassionate, helpful, understanding, handsome, helpful, patient, rational, helpful life partner. Did I mention he was helpful?!

  Friends and family joke that he spoils me. I think he is just exactly what a good husband and father are suppose to be! I referred to him as my partner in the previous paragraph because that is what he is. My partner. He and I work very hard to treat each other like partners. To tackle all our problems and struggles together. Even day to day things we do together. When he comes home from work he plays with the kids while I finish dinner. He and I take turns doing Jake's homework while the other person entertains the girls. We take turns with bath time and we do bedtime routines together.

  He is my (better) half. With him I can be all the things I am not. I can be calm, and patient and level minded even when I feel like snapping. I can cope with all the work, noise, chaos and mess that having three kids causes. So what happens when my partner is down? What would happen when I had to cover all this myself? I'll be honest, I was very worried. I really wanted to handle the situation with Grace. I wanted to be efficient and loving and calm. I wanted to be the wife and mother that my husband and kids deserved in this situation. So I said a prayer.

  I prayed that Trev wouldn't have any broken bones so that he would be better fast. That prayer wasn't answered. I prayed that he wouldn't need surgery. That prayer wasn't answered. I prayed that he would be ok. That prayer was answered. God also protected him and made sure he didn't lose an eye with the inital injury when it would have easily have happened given the location on his injury. I then prayed that I could calmly and joyfully meet the challenges that the next little while would present. He answered that prayer too (thankfully)!

  I should mention that Trevor is so awesome that despite being on heavy pain killers and having just had surgery, he still tried to help me. He is so thoughtful and selfless. I sent him back to bed. Where he stayed for most of the next week. He doesn't handle medication of any kind well. It just sends him right to sleep. So he slept. That left me to run the errands, care for the kids, cook, clean and take care of him. I managed to do it all, and do it with joy and grace. I'm not saying this trying to brag. I'm saying this in amazement and to point out that with God, all things are possible.

  He cares about all things, big and little. Even the struggles of a lowly housewife. With his help I was able to overcome some major character flaws and be there for my husband. I was able to keep it all together without being a martyr. Everything got done, no one got their head bite off, I didn't have a stroke from high blood pressure, and my hubby didn't have to stress about watching helplessly while I was on the brink of an emotional break down.

  I'd call that a successful week and chalk a big win up to God! If he can take my stubborn, whiny, stressed out, disorganized self and make me calm, easy going and efficient, I believe he can do anything! What character flaws are you struggling with? Don't try and correct them yourself, ask the big guy upstairs for some help. Trust me, it's much easier when you give it to him.