People ask me how I keep my sanity with four kids, but the truth is they're the key to my sanity. They keep me grounded. I see my faith in a whole new way when I hear them explain their ideas of God in their own words. I relive memories of being a kid fighting with my brother when I watch them argue over what adults believe to be petty things. I try to remember what it felt like to be four years old and believe an injustice has been done to you because your brother got the first cookie at snack. When I'm down, the world looks brighter and full of possibility just from spending a few minutes listening to their stories and taking note of all they've learned.
More than anything they hold me accountable. There are days when I lose my calm and act before asking questions. I see it in their faces when I need to take a step back and regroup. I feel it in their positive attitudes when I'm having a great day and bringing my A-game. I know I won't always be perfect, but I do know I want to be humble enough to apologize when I make a mistake. And I want to be grateful enough for the fact that I'm their mom to get back up the next day and do it better.