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Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Of Bad Mommy Days

My only child, a daughter, is two years and nearly five months old, and I know I have had my share of bad mommy days in her short little life.  Some of those were just bad days for mommy and some were days mommy was just bad, not the mother I envisioned becoming for so many, many years.  We survived a rocky start with breastfeeding.  We breastfed for 14 months and have a wonderfully healthy girl.  We survived all the immunizations (harder on Mom than Emma, I think).  We survived numerous transitions and challenges all along the way.  These days we are in the process (emphasis on "process") of potty training. To be honest, I was totally unprepared for how hard it would be for me and how long it would last.  Emma has moved through every other transition (move to crib from bassinet, giving up the binky, cross country move...) with such ease that I mistakenly thought she would master the whole potty training thing in two or three months.  The unpredictability, the setbacks, the accidents have undone me on more than one occasion.  I have joked that potty training has certainly brought out the "poop" in me.  I am not joking anymore.  I have had to face some ugly things in me - control issues, unrealistic expectations, frustration that becomes anger, inability or unwillingness to control my tongue- all things that transcend my precious daughter and potty training.  This just happens to be what revealed the depth of these things lurking in me.  I say it has been my undoing, but I am learning to view it all differently.  I think perhaps it will be my salvation, at least as a mommy an hopefully as a woman.  Seeing these things has humbled me and drawn me to my knees, seeking God's forgiveness, strength and wisdom and asking Him to stay after me, to refine me, to mold and shape me, not only into the mommy I want to be for Emma, but into the woman He designed me to be from the beginning.  I guess it is about time, huh?


  1. Truly, having children helps us see the sinful natures in our own hearts. Yet, I also see how much you want to be a great Mom and because of that desire I trust that verse that says God will give us the desires of our hearts and I know that doesn't mean riches or fame but the good desires like you are sharing.

    Potty training IS hard and there is no mother alive that doesn't have her patience run away with the pee pee trail...there were days I'd go scream into the pillow. I know what it feels like to be up to the elbows in excrement and oh boy, it's pretty gross. Keep at it because she is the "least of these" in your world just as mine are to me.

    I remind myself that I do this ultimately for Jesus. Not for the girls or Kendrick or for the knowledge of being a good Mom. For Him. Sounds like you are doing that! Press on friend.

  2. You know that Nadia pee pee potty trained in 1 day! She said she was ready to pee on the potty at bedtime and never looked back. Now the second part - I don't even like thinking about going through that with her. Uggggg. One of my sweet friends says that she didn't "really, truly, really understand her need for sanctification until she had her son" And it's so true.