God gave me boys to make me more patient–its slowly working!!

I had a plan when I got married that I wanted to have 2 kids, a boy and a girl and I wanted them to be 3 years apart in age.  Well here I am 8 years later with 4 boys, who are all very close in age.  I had a 5 month old when I was pregnant with my next baby.  Most of my kids are less than 20 months apart in age, and I have been chaging diapers for almost 7 years straight! So…as you can see God’s ways are not our ways! But I adore these little squirts with every inch of me!

At first, I will admit, I had a really rough time.  Having babies so close in age was exhausting.  At one point in time, I had two cribs set up in my room.  One on each side of the bed and since my husband had to get up early to go to work, I found myself running from one side of the bed to the other in the middle of the night.

Let me tell you this, I LOVE MY SLEEP! I always have loved my sleep. So this was the start of God making me a patient person because I didn’t want to get up and deal with crying babies! I was raised in an Italian family, and incase you didn’t already know this, Italians are not patient.  Not in any way! If any of you Italians are reading this, whether you can admit this to yourself or not, it’s true! And when we get impatient which is usually a lot of the time, we get louder and louder! Ha. If you have ever eaten dinner in an Italian home, then you know what I’m talking about.  When my husband and I first got married, he came to Sunday dinners at my parents house and said to me “Maris, no one in your family really listens to what I am saying” I said “Hun, you will learn quickly that if you have an opinion, you have to say it louder than everyone else, that’s why everyone around the table is yelling.” So I’m getting off topic, let’s get back on track…..

So, take almost 7 years of fighting, crying, pooping, screaming, eating, spitting up, nursing, diapering, cleaning up, how can that not make you patient?!?  When you have kids that are around the same age, they are always in competition with each other.  So every morning, one boy is crying because he “lost” at their who can get dressed the fastest competition.  Then, 5 minutes later, someone is crying because they “lost” at who could get to the bathroom the fastest.  Then, 5 minutes later, someone is crying because they “lost” at who could eat their breakfast the fastest. Then, 5 minutes later, someone is crying because they “lost” at who could brush their teeth the fastest, get their shoes on the fastest, get their backpack on the fastest, get into the truck the fastest.  Thank God they are in different classrooms at school or their teachers would probably have given their resignation already.  Then they get home, and until they go to bed, they compete at who is the fastest, they cry, they whine, they cry more, they taddle, they cry more.   God knew what He was doing when he gave me these little buggers and He is still working out so much in me, daily! I could write a book of all the crazy events that my kids have pulled or tried to pull.  But I’ll save those stories to humor you on this blog site 🙂

Today, I took all 3 of these pictures, to give you an idea of why I don’t have a boring life, and why God each day is making me even more patient.  God has a sense of humor doesn’t He?

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Benjamin lost his pants but found his winter hat! And he decided to pull out his “stairs” to climb up and get into the sugar jar! And he always smiles with his eyes closed if he thinks he is going to get in trouble!

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Jude drew a smiley face on his chin “incase people couldn’t tell that he is happy, the smiley face would show that he IS in fact, happy”

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Levi was snoring like this during our movie time tonight! Yes, his feet were on the floor and he was perfectly sleeping like this. What I would give for a good night’s sleep!!

So, you see 4 boys is not what I was expecting but it was God’s PERFECT plan for me! I love them more than I could ever tell you, and I love that God’s plans were a lot better than mine.  Some days I tell myself “you WILL survive Marissa, they out number you, but you’re an adult and you can outsmart them”! I’m never bored, my house is rarely quiet, and a good night’s sleep is something that I day dream about! BUT…..I would not change a thing! Thank you God for these little whippersnappers!

 

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