The War Zone of Parenting

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The War Zone of Parenting

Parenting is not for the weak-minded, faint of heart, or simple-willed person. Parenting, many days, feels like a war, at least in the current ages and stage of my children. I love them fiercely. I protect them and care for their needs above my own. These days, every morning my seven-year-old begins by barking, “I wanna do what I wanna do. It’s MY day. I get to choose what I do.” This is said in response to, “What do you want for breakfast? Breakfast comes before Wii.” (This is not a new rule, therefore the daily fussing is a very exhausting rut). I can admit that things were often more lax during our time living at Grandpa’s house, or even the first couple of weeks or so after the move as I unpacked and set up house. Now that I’m officially out of boxes (YAY!), I’m attempting to reestablish some sense of routine that does not include the constant use of screens. I do not like the dependence on electrics for entertainment, especially when we have an enormous Thomas the Train collection of toys for creative play. These arguments continue whether I play with him, when I plan something fun, or when I do give him a day that he makes most of the choices. The only time the arguing and fussing seems to suspend is in front of other people, often including his daddy and grandparents. Similar battles occur with my two and a half-year-old though she doesn’t yet have quite the range of vocabulary to articulate her displeasure. She will fold her arms in a huff and pout, “I stay here,” in response to any suggestion of getting ready to go anywhere. She does the same physical stance when saying, “Fine!” or, “Leave me alone.”

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By the end of the day, I feel like I’m on the losing end of the battle, washed over with defeat. Sometimes, I have difficulty recalling sweet or fun moments because the damage of the battle is too fresh. Bullet holes and cannon smoke cloud my vision, as I nurse my wounds and prepare for another day.
While I begin each day by saying “good morning!” and offering hugs and cuddles and end each day with “I love you, but God loves you the biggest and has a wonderful plan for your life,” all the combat in between leaves me worn and weary, feeling weak under the weight of such constant struggle.
In this diminishing battlefield, I turn to the only place I know for wisdom. My Heavenly Father and His Word. Because the days can be so long, yet the years I have to teach my children are so precious few, the lessons must be the right ones. We face a much greater war zone and they must be ready, wearing the full armor of God. Even as I work to overcome these daily trials, I’m aware that a greater enemy lies in wait. I pray that the daily training of my children goes with them, that they will resist temptation as they grow older and that they will choose the paths of righteousness.
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Though these long days often leave me feeling weak with exhaustion, I remember that God’s power is made perfect in weakness, and rely on His all-sufficient amazing grace – even as I face another day.

 

13 thoughts on “The War Zone of Parenting

  1. Jerusha (TheDisneyChef.com)

    We actually had a rough week this week with the kids and I thought back to this post. Thank you for making a lasting impression on me! Also, thank you for sharing this on Fast Pass Friday. I hope to see you share again this week! – Jerusha, TheDisneyChef.com

    1. growin49_wp

      Some weeks (days, hours, minutes) seem much more challenging than others, almost as if the little ones are trying to undo the consistency everyone works together to create in a household. Will be searching for something to link up. Editing is a pain. I think the transfer will be worth it but right now it feels a lot like unpaid work.

  2. Tanya

    I remember when my kids were that age. Now they are teenagers. In a way it gets easier, but you trade in old challenges for new ones! Thanks for linking up to Small Victories Sunday Linkup!

    1. growin49_wp

      Each stage has its own battles, I'm sure!

  3. Meredith @ MommyAtoZ

    I can relate! I have a 2yo and a 6yo, and I feel all the time like I'm losing the battle (but hopefully not the war)! Thanks for linking up at the Manic Mondays blog hop!

    1. growin49_wp

      I think it is important for all the "soldiers" out there to realize we are on the same team! Mommies and Daddies need to be supporting and encouraging each other, not comparing ourselves or judging each other! Ultimately, I do believe many of us want the same thing: to raise our children to be functional productive adults that contribute to society rather than take from it.

  4. Kirsten Toyne

    Sometimes it is just exhausting. Juggling demands and the work load can all get too much as it did for me this weekend. after getting stressed I then managed to reset and re evaluate. It is really important to know that you are not alone and to be kind to yourself wherever possible. #manicmondays

    1. growin49_wp

      I could not agree more! The exhausting, difficult moments pale in comparison to the big picture, yet that big picture gets blurry while we're in the trenches. Thank you for stopping by and offering some encouragement/solidarity in warfare today!

  5. growin49_wp

    Thank you for the encouragement! I am hopeful that with the unpacking done, we can get into a summer routine.

  6. Bijee

    This is my life right now. With a tween, a toddler and a seven year old nephew that just moved in against his wishes – THIS IS MY LIFE! stay encourgaed my friend!
    #shinebloghop

    1. growin49_wp

      I hope you found some encouragement here today! Not all days are so terrible, but it certainly is a difficult stage! Thank you for your kind words!

  7. Miss Steph

    Oh my how can I relate…thanks for sharing your perspective!

    1. growin49_wp

      Glad you stopped by!

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