Confessions of a Mother

I let my kids eat grass and any other plant they want outside. My children climb on play structures in dangerous ways. I wash whites and darks together because I'm lazy. We've eaten pumpkin pie and french fries for dinner. I leave my keys in the car because then I always know where they are. I don't buckle the kids to drive a half a mile to a friend's house. I let the twins cry more than I should. I sometimes let Josie get breakfast ready--consisting of cheetos, vanilla waffers and sugar cereal--Yum! (all from Trader Joe's so it's healthy, right?) I wash the sheets once every three months, mop the floor once a year. I let the kids play on the railroad tracks while I vacuum the van at the car wash. I give in when my children moan too loudly. I lose my patience, get angry, went years without consistent FHE, exercise or Book of Mormon study. I discipline inconsistently, indulge in fearful, judgmental and critical thoughts of myself, others and life. I don't give Eric foot rubs when I say I will. I let my kids watch too many DVD's, don't have any baby pictures of Joshua, ruin my husband's clothes, talk too much and listen less than I should, get overwhelmed too easily, question whether my prayers are sometimes heard.

With all these mistakes, it sure make me grateful for my testimony of Him and the hourly forgiveness given by them.

And it makes me grateful for tomorrow. Because everyday I'm getting better and trying harder to become the wife and mother I know I can become.

p.s. honey, thank you for your constant forgiveness and for not letting me settle. I feel like i can do anything when I'm with you.