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  1. I wish I could like this 1,000 times bc I too am 39 going on 11. The constant giving that comes from being a mother leaves me constantly groaning for silence and fighting for anytime by myself. And then I’m always alarmed at how I have all these kids but I still think of myself and when can I get a break 99.6% of the time. When I really need that break that’s when I find them eating soap or toothpaste or ice cream with their fingers and I’ll I think is well I need the breather. And then I also felt terrible bc for my 40th bday coming up all I desire is a day alone. God give me strength and increase my faith in You.

  2. Don’t erase this. It’s wonderful. I’m almost 44 with nine kids and continuously amazed that I have yet to grow up.

  3. Wow, oh wow. You put so much of what’s brewing in my 32-year-old heart into words. Thank you. You are not alone. I get SO ANGSTY, often—ragey, rather—and I go into deep questioning mode. How do I fix all this disorganization in my life? What’s the secret formula to a smooth day with small children, the perfect homeschooling method, the right meal planning strategy, etc.? Then eventually it hits me…nothing. There’s no golden answer to those problems. The problem is me and my unwillingness to serve happily. And the only answer to THAT problem is Jesus.
    God bless and encourage you.

  4. This was beautifully written and moved me to tears. My youngest recently had a febrile seizure and it scared me more than anything has ever scared me in all my years of parenting. I yelled for my husband and cradled the baby and chanted Hail Marys until the EMTs pried him from my arms, and it was the longest fifteen minutes of my 38 years of life. I, too, am a child. Mary, be my mother.

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