Not alone

It seems lately that a lot of the things that I want to write about is my frustrations as a mom to my almost-2-year-old boy.  And so instead of including it in our family blog, I decided to create one that is exclusively for my mommy rantings.

As I said, Sam is nearly 2.  This means that the "terrible two's" are starting to kick in.  I don't believe it's in full swing quite yet, but I must say that if he's only starting, then we are in for a battle.  My boy is as headstrong as his Daddy.  In his pursuit of independence, I am always left frustrated and unsure of myself.  I alway question if I'm doing things right; i'm always afraid of doing the wrong things.  I sometimes think that I must not be a good or effective mom because Sam is not as well behave as other kids.  I am very hard on myself, and often I feel depressed, thinking that i'm not doing enough for my son.

But today, I felt better.  I found out that i'm not alone in the difficulties that I encounter with Sam.  We went out to lunch with Josh old co-worker and his family.  They have a little boy that is almost the same age as Sam.  I got to talking to his wife who openly told me about the difficulties of raising his son; her experiences that is so much in line with what I am going through with Sam.  And what a relief it was to hear that I am not alone.  I constantly feel bad when i'm around with other moms and their children and Sam is the only one throwing a fit.  I feel bad when I complain about how difficult it has been dealing with Sam with other moms.  But today, I didn't feel that.  I didn't feel bad or ashamed.  I think God listens to my prayers for patience and grace.  And today, I think He answered by showing me that I am not alone.  Today, I have been blessed.