There are moments, while raising kids, that Ben and I question whether or not we are doing the right things. If what we work so hard at doing is going to pay off. We try so hard to raise loving and respectful boys. We wonder how they will ever turn into the loving and respectful men we want them to be. Lately, we have questioned our parenting skills A LOT! The kids have been fighting nonstop....they have been VERY challenging. Eli is a challenge, as he is in transition again. He is not a baby, yet not quite big enough to do the things he thinks he can do.
But then....
There are moments.....
Moments that make your heart jump a beat.
Moments that let you know that your hard work is paying off.
Moments that you know you can't possibly screw them up too bad.
Moments that you know, everything is going to be alright.
Last night, I had one of those moments.
Eli was playing on the chair and ottoman. I had told him it was dangerous. I told him he was going to get hurt. He ignored me, because sometimes, those daredevil, boy instincts take over and it is hard to hear anything else. He ended up falling and smacking the back of his head. I scooped him up and cuddled him. I didn't notice, but both Evan and Isaac took off running. I wasn't paying attention to where they were going. Evan ran to Ben and My bedroom, and Isaac took off the other way to his room. Both came back at the same time. Evan had Eli's blankie in hands and Isaac had gotten him one of his special stuffed animals. They were there to comfort him....
That was the moment.
The moment that I was reminded that we ARE raising loving, caring, and respectful boys.
The moment that I was reminded that these boys ARE going to grow up to be loving and respectful men.
The moment I remembered that everything IS going to be alright.