I’ve always heard this statement, but it never had meaning until I became a mother. Before Zane, I was tested with my patience when working and waiting on co-workers and strangers. Since it was here or there that I had to be patient, I could handle it. I was also tested when having to wait for certain dreams to come to fruition. For example, waiting for my opportunity to study abroad in Australia when I had made the decision a year in advance. Lastly, even patience with myself was testing. I knew my areas for growth and I wanted to get to the “ideal” me sooner than later. Now that I am a SAHM, the word patience has a lot more meaning to me. When I look back, being patient was easy breezy. Now, I am tested daily and even sometimes every second. I am caring for a child who cannot verbally communicate and when he is fussy or ill, it is a complete guessing game. I have become more patient as I take each day as it comes. I want to take on the beautiful challenge of being labeled a “patient mother” as I care for him. (This is a goal since I definitely have been labeled an “impatient mother,” hehe.) I see now the benefits of being patient with him and myself. With him, I believe it builds trust and peace within him. It’s as if he knows I am in control and I will take good care of him. Within me, I too am peaceful as I take deeeep, loooong breaths and pray, pray, pray! I sometimes even smile and during the moment, remind myself of the beauty and miracle of my sweet little baby boy in my arms. He may be kicking and screaming in my ear and it may be the middle of the night, but it doesn’t matter. My role is to love and care for him. So in sum, there’s no ands, ifs, or buts; as a parent, patience within oneself needs to be developed. I’d hypothesize that if I don’t make it a priority to grow in this area, the road ahead will be very hard for me (and Zane).
Where and with whom in your life do you need to be more patient? How do you go about being patient?