A Child's Angel

I LOVE being a mommy!! It is truly a gift that I am everyday blown away with. I learn so much about myself, and I Always seem to get glimpses of God's love for me through my children.
But...... it can be difficult and I struggle sometimes with being a mommy and my responsibilities vs. Steve and his fatherly responsibilities. And MAN OH MAN.... it is so hard not to be jealous and compare. Steve passed me his cold this week ( right after I was getting over the stomach flu from last week... it seems to never end in our house) When he was sick he was able to lay in bed and sleep for as long as he wanted, well now that I am sick guess what.... I am still doing all of my duties and it is hard not to hold that against him. I really try not to I promise, but the desire of my heart and the thoughts in my head are controlled by two different people :)
So that was my heart this week.... not where God would have it to be, and thankfully HE is still working on me and hasn't given up yet!!
But even with all these "Not Fair" emotions building up inside of me I am reminded of a poem that my grandma bryan sent me on mother's day. It is one of my favorites and I have it in my closet where I look at t all the time. So I thought I would share :)

Enjoy

A Child's Angel

Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born.
So one day she asked God: They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?
Among the many angels, I chose one for you.
She will be waiting for you and will take care of you.
But tell me, here in Heaven, I don't do anything else but sing and smile, that's enough for me to be happy.
Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day.
And you will feel your angel's love and be happy.
And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me, if I don't know the language that men talk?
Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak.
And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?
Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray.
I've heard that on earth there are bad men. Who will protect me?
Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life.
But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore.
Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way for you to come back to me, even though I will always be next to you.
At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from earth could already be heard, and the child in a hurry asked softly: Oh God, if I am about to leave now, please tell me my angel's name.
Your angel's name is of no importance, you will call your angel: Mommy
~Author Unknown~

To all of the Mommies out there that sometimes feel like I did.... your right it's Not Fair....
WE HAVE IT SOOO MUCH BETTER DON'T WE :)