"When there are children in the house, a wife needs her husband’s understanding more than ever.
Youngsters between two and five years of age have an uncanny ability to unravel an adult’s
nervous system, with their constant talk and their endless questions. Furthermore, they’re a perpetual danger to themselves and others throughout the day.
Even if mum begins her morning with guarded optimism, by 4pm, the pressures often reduce her to a lump of play dough.
It’s a well-known fact that human beings tolerate stress much more easily if at least one
other person know they’re enduring it. This is highly relevant to young mothers.
The frustrations of the day are much more manageable if husbands take time to comprehend them.
Even when a man can’t change the situation, his respect for his wife and his awareness of her difficulties make it easier for her to handle them again day after day. "
I have only one to contend with. So it is still quite manageable, i feel. Obviously, if i have more than one, without anyone to help or to have company with, till my hubby comes home...probably i might turn into a lump of clay too.
Well, if God willing, i still don't mind being a mum of preschoolers. Soon please. Part of me is impatient, part of me is wait-ful upon God. I will wait for God's timing (or at least a year before we go seek help) cos i start to see a glimpse of why we have been waiting for months already without any news.
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