An Rx for a change of perspective...

So, if you're on Facebook you may have seen a status I posted yesterday about it being a rough mommy day. It was the perfect storm for behavior challenges for miss MK: no nap, family in town (aka, she thinks she can get her way and she's trying to show off!) and being a two year old who is discovering her independence. She pushed all of the boundaries and threw many temper tantrums... Mike said she was like a hormonal teenager. He then started freaking out because he realized he was going to have two, possibly more, hormonal teenagers in the house in a few years!!!

Anyway, after a little time out for mommy and some reflection on Galations 6:9, I pulled it together and armed myself for battle against the terribe twos. And, surprise surprise, we survived! We were beat when she went down at 7, but we had survived our first hard toddler day and learned a TON for the many, many future ones we are going to face with MK and Khloe.

Today is National Pregnancy and Infant Loss day and I have a couple friends, close friends and blogger friends, who have experienced loss- both miscarriages and stillbirths. So, today on Instagram and Facebook and blogs I was reminded of how incredibly blessed I am to have a temper-tantrum-throwing toddler. No matter how bad my days are, I need to be so incredibly thankful for a healthy Maddie.

A couple weeks ago at a pre-school mom talk at Watermark, the speaker spoke on thankfulness (as well as a wonderful talk on gender differences and celebrating the "boy-ness" and "girl-ness" in your children... you can find it here!). She was answering a question about when to reel in the high energy toddler boy and she basically said "you should change your perspective." She had delivered a little girl several decades ago who was in the NICU and suffered a brain bleed and eventually passed away. She told the group that when she was getting frusterated by her boys non-stop energy, she would remember her sweet daughter in the NICU who was unable to move and she immediately became thankful for her boys ability to run and dance and be silly and crazy with energy. That was such a powerful message for me... sometimes we just need a change in perspective! :)

To all of my sweet friends and readers for whom this day means remembering the loss of your precious babies- I can't imagine the pain you have endured and continue to endure. You are in my thoughts and prayers today, especially as you celebrate and remember the life that you carried. Thanks to the many of you who share your stories of loss in your blogs, your stories of faith and trust in the Lord in the midst of extreme pain is inspiring.

Love,
Katy Vog