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Complaining...who, me?

Trying to not be frustrated at life.
Sick husband and children.  Moaning and complaining.  Fighting.  Even when the kids are getting along they are doing so loudly!
Odd aches and pains and weird sensations being complained of I am trying to work out.

God says to do everything without complaining and arguing but that is what is going on inside me! I am internally frustrated at life.

I want to sit at my computer and blog.  I want a cup of tea.  The self in me is screaming.

I want to teach my children to be kind and patient.  I want to be an example.  I know I can be an example in how I respond to them.

I want time to myself.

I want my children to be quiet- like on "little house on the prairie" or some other quaint show of times gone by...with piggy tails and apples for the teacher and yes ma'am no ma'am.

I am stuck in a parenting fantasy world...where my children's favorite shows is Winnie the Pooh...instead of 'I can't believe they just said that in a kids show...again...and again...and again...More toilet humor...Oh then there's my favorite- the parents have caused injustice to the poor children again! (The parents have no idea- do the kids really need to have that lesson!)

Phew! Glad I got that out of my system!

Now where was I? Yes- no complaining!

Here goes- some gratitude.

1/ I have children
2/ They are in relatively good health
3/ They have parents
4/ The children are asleep now!
5/ I am blogging now with a cup of tea!

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