Despite all that I've learned about parenting, I still fall for it every time:
Isaac is driving me crazy! Each day is worse than the last! He spits in my face when I ask him to do something. Every little thing is either a battle or a sobfest. I'm dying to send him to boarding school, I mean - PREschool.
Three months later . . .
Isaac has been SO much better. He's been cheerful and helpful and sweet.I think I'm finally doing something right! I'm SO glad I didn't send him to school - I'm loving this time with him.
One month later (eg RIGHT NOW)
Isaac is driving me crazy! What am I doing wrong?
I'm so grateful that I know that my son was hand-picked for me by God! That's an important truth to remember some days. It's also important for me to realize that God will work even melted-glitter-crayon-all-over-my-jeans-load for my good. Off to deal with reality in the light of blissful eternity.