So I am up thanks to my Princess who decided to be very fussy tonight. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I decided to take a trip to my mom’s room. Her granddaughter wanted to say hi, who am I to hinder such amazing love? After a few minutes of
lies truth about how Princess had cried for her grandma, I found ways to sneak away (make I enjoy grandma o while she still dey here).
How do working mothers cope? I mean how do they stay up most of the night and function properly at the office? I just realized my prayer points have increased to accommodate that phase of my life because you see, I love sleep… I love sleep a lot… and even though I hardly sleep all night anymore, I try to make up for it during day. The thought of me at my desk, leaned backwards with my mouth open (snoring not so quietly) sent chills down my spine. Omo! no more swag, no more babe… Geez! oh well… I guess it comes with the territory. Surely, my colleagues will understand (I wish).
Sacrifice… a mother’s slogan. It is a mere shadow of what God does for us. I cannot imagine being so sovereign and yet so gentle. There are millions of unruly, stubborn, wicked people in this world that He has to deal with! Yet, He is ever so patient and kind.
I really need a miracle, more like the fruits of the Spirit to help me with this phase! I hope I do not become a cranky young lady, life is too sweet for that o. Na God go help me. Sweet dreams.