Challenge

I have never been one to back down from a challenge; usually I embrace them and have often been known to chase a few.  My whole life I have wanted to be a mom, ever since I got my first Cabbage Patch Kid.  I have always imagined that I would have at least three and probably more.  I envisioned a house full of chaos with kids and toys everywhere, and the like.  Let me stop here and say that I love my daughter, love her, love her, love her.  She is amazing and sweet and better than I ever imagined.  I know that God made her and that God gave her to us for a reason, that He thought that we needed her and she needed us.  With that being said, God gave me a challenge.  My almost 13 month old can throw a temper tantrum that could rival most two year olds.   She has the ability and often does cry for hours… please note the “s” at the end of that word.  I haven’t slept in 13 months because I can’t get her to sleep through the night.  I think you get the point.  The whole big family thing is definitely a big question mark now, I don’t know if I can handle any more kids, I can barely handle the one I have.  (The funny thing is that I used to be able to manage a class of 24 first graders… there is something wrong with this picture.)