Just another Sunday

Quote of the day, from memory so not exact...
"The joy of motherhood comes in moments..."
I find this quote so true. With all the hustle and bustle you don't always FEEL the joy, but when I have on of those joyous moments I savor it because who knows what the next minute brings. I had one when bathing Luke the other day to have it squashed by him pooping a minute later in a JUST CLEANED tub that then had to be re-cleaned. I love being a mom but it is so hard sometimes. I felt today was one of those days that by noon I was thinking, "is it bedtime yet?" I fear for Lei's teenage years. I put her in time out yesterday and she yelled at my from her bed, "you don't understand me!" WTFreak where did that come from?! I don't recall using that line, which Jord confirmed he hasn't heard me use that either. So I am thinking t.v.? A 3 year old should not be yelling that to her mother and I fear what the future holds. I really need to figure out a better way to communicate with her now and a different way of disciplining her otherwise the conflict is going to just get worse and we will be constantly yelling at one another. I love that little girl but we butt heads...hard. Today at church she was trying to get out of the pew so I was blocking her leg and telling her to sit down when she YELLS "STOP HOLDING MY LEG AND LET ME OUT!" (picture a quiet setting with heart felt talks, I mentioned quiet right?) At least we were in the back row, but I was at church alone with the kids because Jord was sick at home but needless to say we left early. Which this caused another melt down (worst to date and not just because it was the most recent) because her favorite part is the last hour when she can go play with the kids. This fit was a balls out show down with screaming and body contorting to avoid getting buckled in the car. So ridiculous that I found my self laughing inside and thankful I couldn't see anyone else in the parking lot who may have been compelled to come see if the child was really mine and I wasn't trying to kidnap a random kid.
Alas, let me end on something positive: Lei's hugs and kisses are the best. I tear up every time she tells me I am the best mom EVER. She is very gracious and most always thanks me when I do something for her, even if it is just reading her a book. She is incredibly smart and I often forget she is only 3. I love her Peter Panish ways of saying she never wants to grow-up.
I love her crazy hair that rebels every time I try to do anything to it. Most of all I just LOVE HER.