Caring for twins was really tough in the early months. I was sleep deprived and I felt like I was either feeding, changing or soothing 24/7. But who knew that twin toddlers would require such an insane amount of patience and energy?! Now I am rushing to the aid of a child ready to dive off of the playground set or chasing another around the backyard after he somehow figured out how to unlock our screen door!
It can be really hard not to get wrapped up in the frustration of trying to keep your kids safe as they explore their world. Furthermore, you feel like a total failure when you don’t get there in time and they get hurt or damage something. But I’ve recently learned to embrace how ridiculous things are sometimes and laugh about it.
Proverbs 17:22 NLT says: “A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a broken spirit saps a person’s strength.”
Levi had woken us all up that day at 5:40am. He has a knack for getting his sister riled up in her crib if he wants to get Mama or Daddy in the room. The day was busy. Grandma came over so I could go to a work meeting in the morning. Levi and Lily ate lunch, played hard and then crashed for their 2nd nap around 2:30.
For some reason when they awoke at 4pm, they were in awful moods! Super cranky and impatient. They were enjoying their snacks until Levi decided he wanted to hold the very full box of crackers himself. Of course, this wasn’t going to happen so he pitched a fit. It was the full on, throw yourself on the floor and scream variety. So as I usually do, I ignored it and walked away.
I took Lily into the nursery to change her diaper and laid her on the changing table. If you have ever spent time with Lily you would know that she is a sweet little girl that turns into a death rolling crocodile when you go to change her. She rolls, thrashes and kicks no matter what you try to do.
So here I am trying to wrestle her down. I finally get her diaper off and clean her with the wipes. Levi taps me on the leg and hands me a diaper. I praise him for being so thoughtful and helpful as I put it on Lily. After I finally get her dressed and lift her down from the table, it dawns on me what’s happened. Levi is only wearing a shirt. The diaper I put him in 5 minutes ago is gone… and his sister is now wearing it.
As I chase my naked son around the house trying to cover him before an accident happens I can’t help but burst out laughing! How ridiculous was this situation? All of my angst, frustration and stress from the exhausting day melted away. Then the following scripture came to mind:
“…the joy of the Lord is your strength.” Nehemiah 8:10b NIV
The Amplified version says the joy of the Lord is your strength and stronghold. How cool is that? Its like a place where you run to hide from the attacks of the moment. This crazy little mishap was like a hug of reassurance to me from God and a reminder that these are special days with my kids that won’t last forever. Sometimes I get too caught up in trying to keep everything in order that I need a reminder to not take myself so seriously.
What crazy little mishaps have you had with your kids? I would love to hear about them! If you have questions or want to know more about discovering the joy of the Lord, send me an email at email@example.com! I’d really enjoy chatting more with you about the subject.