<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post735308470884476278..comments</id><updated>2009-10-10T11:32:19.387-05:00</updated><category term='Golden Heart Award'/><category term='learning lessons'/><category term='church'/><category term='flag'/><category term='Decisions'/><category term='God'/><category term='example'/><category term='High Calling Blogs'/><category term='yard work'/><category term='Memory'/><category term='House Party'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='God gift'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='pledge'/><category term='Card me at The Door'/><category term='Gift Card Giver'/><category term='America'/><category term='state'/><category term='Temp. Homeschool'/><category term='Listening to God'/><category term='Nikon D90'/><title type='text'>Comments on God's Not Finished With Us Yet....: I'm not the mother that I had always hoped I would...</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/feeds/735308470884476278/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html'/><author><name>God's Not Finished With Us Yet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521680021323003843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/Sk2IGHm1pZI/AAAAAAAACyc/bYzEZ_OaKoo/S220/scan+027.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-3917614586467488323</id><published>2009-10-10T08:40:21.351-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T08:40:21.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn&amp;#39;t grow up with people mothering me the ...</title><content type='html'>I didn&amp;#39;t grow up with people mothering me the way I mothered.  I think God sends laborers across our paths that plant seeds that inprint in our hearts.  We might only meet those people for 15 minutes or at one event, but something about how they spoke or they acted left an indelible print on my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT perfect.  Just look at my kitchen.  You will probably love my two books in my Moms Must-have Library.  One is about the gifts GOd put in you.  You might not have the kitchen perfection gift, but you do have others.  We only need to be great at what we are called to be great at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you sound like an awesome mom! If you do the best you can everyday-and sometimes the best you can do isn&amp;#39;t the best you are capable of- don&amp;#39;t get down on yourself!  That&amp;#39;s just the devil trying to undermine your walk.  If GOd planned every day for us, then I think He probably knows when we would be challenged and not be our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://bluecottonmemory.wordpress.com/blue-cotton-books/books-shelf-for-moms-with-sons/</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/3917614586467488323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/3917614586467488323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html?showComment=1255182021351#c3917614586467488323' title=''/><author><name>bluecottonmemory</name><uri>http://bluecottonmemory.wordpress.com/</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/openid16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-735308470884476278' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/735308470884476278' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1439565229'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-3821400340513993650</id><published>2009-10-08T20:33:08.998-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:33:08.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great post, love your blog!</title><content type='html'>Great post, love your blog!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/3821400340513993650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/3821400340513993650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html?showComment=1255051988998#c3821400340513993650' title=''/><author><name>Lucky Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00005323702335977442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbmYnuaCCYM/SdJvQUbNXKI/AAAAAAAAAJE/zo-IJU078uY/S220/Zaq+6-07+(31).JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-735308470884476278' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/735308470884476278' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-277609584'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-4738137939325060152</id><published>2009-10-08T20:31:25.303-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:31:25.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As mom&amp;#39;s we always &amp;quot;second guess&amp;quot; ou...</title><content type='html'>As mom&amp;#39;s we always &amp;quot;second guess&amp;quot; ourselves. The what if&amp;#39;s and should haves can bounce around in our heads and make us feel like failures. We aren&amp;#39;t failures ...we&amp;#39;re human. So we&amp;#39;re not perfect, so what. &lt;br /&gt;We know the One who is.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/4738137939325060152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/4738137939325060152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html?showComment=1255051885303#c4738137939325060152' title=''/><author><name>Lucky Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00005323702335977442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbmYnuaCCYM/SdJvQUbNXKI/AAAAAAAAAJE/zo-IJU078uY/S220/Zaq+6-07+(31).JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-735308470884476278' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/735308470884476278' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-277609584'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-3291130347557194487</id><published>2009-10-08T11:49:49.923-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T11:49:49.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know, as I was reading your post about knowing...</title><content type='html'>You know, as I was reading your post about knowing you wanted to be a mom ever since you were a little girl, I realized...I never felt that. I never grew up wanting to be a mom. It just sort of happened. I think I&amp;#39;m a good mom, but I guess you&amp;#39;d have to ask my kids, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great post!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/3291130347557194487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/3291130347557194487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html?showComment=1255020589923#c3291130347557194487' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415814125499548149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13709214210267215012'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIFVfye5tNk/SmxokkJ2_MI/AAAAAAAAAEE/k5y07pzfT6g/S220/051.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-735308470884476278' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/735308470884476278' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-943748286'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-7134825231599518031</id><published>2009-10-06T12:14:34.999-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T12:14:34.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I watched Chips and Fame alos.  Not planning to go...</title><content type='html'>I watched Chips and Fame alos.  Not planning to go to the Fame remake though.  thanks for the mom encouragement! :O)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/7134825231599518031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/7134825231599518031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html?showComment=1254849274999#c7134825231599518031' title=''/><author><name>Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07604687906788800639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vfXdBVKFx1g/Smt8Pa-UaAI/AAAAAAAAAaA/87w5y3Ir0Bw/S220/IMG_0009b.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-735308470884476278' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/735308470884476278' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-990781096'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-6121056345116360493</id><published>2009-10-06T09:25:43.400-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T09:25:43.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a fantastic blog:) I am poppin in from MBC! a...</title><content type='html'>What a fantastic blog:) I am poppin in from MBC! and now following you....great to see another Christ follower in a blog:)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/6121056345116360493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/6121056345116360493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html?showComment=1254839143400#c6121056345116360493' title=''/><author><name>A Mom After God's Own Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05875361811758702782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wrRYCocKj7s/SZM7QQ0t7KI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MNCAn2_V6DY/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-735308470884476278' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/735308470884476278' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1893104177'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-2743127773024364296</id><published>2009-10-05T00:53:29.681-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T00:53:29.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for this post, you&amp;#39;re NOT alone.  We al...</title><content type='html'>Thanks for this post, you&amp;#39;re NOT alone.  We all strive to be good moms, but we are frail humans doing our best...  But God works with us to raise our families..  :)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/2743127773024364296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/2743127773024364296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html?showComment=1254722009681#c2743127773024364296' title=''/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651509769892366794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01027479577406294813'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7tn9-03WqFo/SN2zpTnUqqI/AAAAAAAAADY/6nMFs3l1w7M/S220/Copy+(2)+of+STyoungphoto004.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-735308470884476278' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/735308470884476278' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2012869522'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-2639009694001626069</id><published>2009-10-02T22:58:14.701-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:58:14.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a mom is the most difficult job in the world...</title><content type='html'>Being a mom is the most difficult job in the world!  And every day I know that I could have done better.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/2639009694001626069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/2639009694001626069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html?showComment=1254542294701#c2639009694001626069' title=''/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14938607712512860569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05825580084348663498'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4j3nHjTFJHs/Slv5mZ6Mu8I/AAAAAAAADZw/AjPPQCPFepo/S220/dawn+2.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-735308470884476278' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/735308470884476278' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2071900860'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-1636626195806438689</id><published>2009-10-02T20:58:58.090-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T20:58:58.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I&amp;#39;m not sure I&amp;#39;ve ever met a mom who said ...</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m not sure I&amp;#39;ve ever met a mom who said she was all the mom she wanted to be!  And in a way, that&amp;#39;s a good thing because that means we&amp;#39;re striving to do better and that we love them.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/1636626195806438689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/1636626195806438689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html?showComment=1254535138090#c1636626195806438689' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154350786925948762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02416599554973291160'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__5tV8LailWM/SaIdst74p5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/YFUjcri0-9g/S220/100_1362.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-735308470884476278' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/735308470884476278' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1670418243'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-5563753739398687207</id><published>2009-10-02T13:47:05.562-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T13:47:05.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;quot;she does not retire early but works diligent...</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;she does not retire early but works diligently to see to the needs of her husband and children, she is not an idle woman.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is much easier to do when it it appreciated and I am respected.  :o)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/5563753739398687207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/5563753739398687207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html?showComment=1254509225562#c5563753739398687207' title=''/><author><name>The Redhead Riter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15146525055317050737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06452055260534840340'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zO7E0wkpor4/SrLJlFrRwZI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Yl6Qcix520I/S220/young+1+75+x+75.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-735308470884476278' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/735308470884476278' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1971394176'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-5159885102524012762</id><published>2009-10-02T11:47:17.140-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:47:17.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i myself always wonder am i letting my &amp;quot;bumbl...</title><content type='html'>i myself always wonder am i letting my &amp;quot;bumblebee&amp;quot; get away with too much, am i being to hard on her, am i there enough, am i doing anything right at all!!! the dishes are always dirty, theres always laundry in washer, in the dryer, or sitting in baskets waiting to be folded, my car is a mess my house is what i like to call organized chaos. my husband works practicly everyday until late at night i dont get off work until 6, i pick her up and i am (on a good day ) at home by 7:30, she needs to be in bed by 9 so in that little bit of time i can choose to spend it argueing with her about getting ready for bed and picking out her clothes for the next day and brushing her teeth( she actualy told me that she wants her teeth to fall out)or trying to get all my chores done and then trying to rush things with her because my husband gets upset with me if shes not ready for bed on time. so i have come to the decision that there is no such thing as a perfect mom, are dishes going anywhere? no are the clothes? no is my daughter? yes she is growing up so fast and it breaks my heart. i was going to the bathroom a few days ago and of course she came because of i cannnot be alone for 2 minutes and i just looked at her, shes 4 and i can look at her see so much beauty and goodness in her and i started crying, she asked me why my tears were falling and i told her that i love her so much and i wish she wasnt growing up so fast, she huged me and told me mommy dont worry i promise i wont grow up too fast. at the end of the day what matters most is are your children happy, are they healthy and the very most important thing do they know how much you love them. i grew up never knowing if i was loved, i made a promise that when i had kids that matter what they would always know how much i love them. are we ever going to do everything right at the end of the day? no. is everything going to get done at the end of the day? no but at the end of the day if our children go to bed knowing that they are truelly loved i think thats all that really matters. sarah, you are my best friend and considering your upbringing you are the best mother i know. everyone doubts themselves everyday in everything that they do, please try not to be so hard on your self. i love you</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/5159885102524012762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/5159885102524012762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html?showComment=1254502037140#c5159885102524012762' title=''/><author><name>angie h</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-735308470884476278' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/735308470884476278' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2008718631'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-1143248641212601105</id><published>2009-10-02T08:48:43.286-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T08:48:43.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh bless you for your vulnerability! I think this ...</title><content type='html'>Oh bless you for your vulnerability! I think this will resonate with a lot of women. So many of us second-guess, and doubt, and wonder if we&amp;#39;ve messed up our kids (on a daily basis). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get nothing else right, Lord, let me love them well.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/1143248641212601105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/735308470884476278/comments/default/1143248641212601105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html?showComment=1254491323286#c1143248641212601105' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer @ Getting Down With Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15934656581948719407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09363894194904139814'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1gHPHnU6AY/ShXRT48Hv_I/AAAAAAAAAdI/rnB9slkS63M/S220/jenprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/10/im-not-mother-that-i-had-always-hoped-i.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-735308470884476278' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/735308470884476278' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-294919149'/></entry></feed>
