... Demanding

Maybe I am the only one, but I find that being a mom is taxing on so many areas of life. I am required to give my time, my energy, my creativity, my personal wants, everything for our baby, day in and out. It's not like these demands are subtle either.

Maybe this is a toddler thing, or maybe it's just our own sweet little BabyK, but most days I wonder who is the boss in the house. For such little beings, they have iron-strong wills and aren't afraid to let you know their mind.

Our little one has taken to enthusiastically pointing to everything she wants. This is often accompanied by a hard stare or a nose scrunch. If it takes you too long to figure out what she wants, then out comes the "double point" and a series of forceful grunts. When the points and grunts aren't enough, she steps up her game to some good old fashioned whining. It's cute, funny, draining and scary all at the same time.

So here I am, in the middle of a "chose you own adventure" laid out by my toddler. I can't help but wonder; If she's like this at 14 months, what can I expect at 2 years old? 3 years old? 16 years old? Is it just a phase? Am I too accommodating? Is she a brat?

I know I usually wrap things up with some sort of life lesson or bright side. I do this because I believe in hope. But today, for this post, that's all I've got. Hope. Hope that one day this phase will pass and we will have made it through stronger and wiser. Hope that the next phase, whatever it may be, won't do me in. Hope that God will remain as faithful to me tomorrow as he was to me today because if I don't have hope, then what do I have?

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Romans 5:5

"And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us"