I look at this picture and I can pick out all the things that I am failing at being a mom. Toys are scattered every where. Vivian I am sure is due for a bath I am sure she smells like a barn or is that me? I think it is both of us. Everett is on his Leap Pad, “Is he getting too much screen time?”
When was the last time I vacuumed? When did Vivian have her diapered changed? I should implement a toy pick up every night. I know that isn’t going to happen (Me enforcing it). Is that a barn boot in the living room. Are those corn kernels in Everett’s wagons? I can pick out every detail I feel I am failing at motherhood. Every single detail.
I close my eyes. I look again. I can see all the things I am rocking at. Vivian loves books. She is always sitting there looking at each and every page of a book. Everett is completely content: being in the barn or outside, carpet farming, playing in his sandbox, looking at Pokemon cards or here on his Leap Pad. My children are free to be messy. My children are free to let their imaginations soar.
On days when I feel I am failing them I remind myself, “God has chosen me to be their mother and only me. God hand picked me to be the mother of Everett and Vivian.” So, Mommas when you feel you are failing God chose you and only you to be the mom to your children.
Raising a Farmer 
Precious, Brenda! You are so right…..God chose you!
A great reminder for all of us mamas – thank you Brenda!
Beautiful! Truly needed that reminder today Brenda!