|What a beautiful scene to wake up to!|
|They already made their beds.|
These days, I wake up to the children happily eating breakfast by themselves. The older ones serving the younger ones; all four of them enjoying some interesting conversation. I smile at the giggles and laughter, loud enough for me to hear even from my bathroom while I wash up. As I step out of my bedroom, a chorus of "Good morning, Mummy!" greets me. I will then proceed to do my chores and cooking and the kids will continue to finish their meal, clear up the mess and go play in their room.
Gone are the days of waking to crying and temper tantrums. There is no need to attend to the needs of the children first thing in the morning, even without brushing my teeth. My alarm clock is no longer based on the earliest riser in the family. No more heart palpitations and panic attacks with everyone demanding my attention all at once before I even have the chance to rub sleep from my eyes.
God has been so faithful and merciful to have seen me through the toughest days of child-raising. I am starting to taste the fruits of all the training and growing in independence. I am indeed blessed beyond imagination... Praise be to God!