Daily Devotions: Nutella Binges

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Nutella Binges

Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it. ~ Proverbs 22:6 (esv) Mama said there’d be days like this. I can’t take it today. I really can’t. I know it’s bad because I bought some chocolate Nutella this morning, and I’ve been sticking my finger in it like a crack addict all day trying to control myself from injuring one of my “beautiful children.” Somehow dipping my finger into this rich, creamy chocolate and shoving it in my mouth enables me to not grab a wooden spoon and chase a child around the house. But then again maybe the wooden spoon would help me get more Nutella in my mouth.

I know days like this will pass but right now I’ve had it. First, at the preschool parent/teacher conference, we were told our three-year-old is stealing food from other kids’ lunches and needs to learn “personal space” boundaries. Then, my six-year-old lied to me and said the gummy bears she found on the bottom of the car seat were “fresh.” When we came home, I heated up zucchini burgers, potatoes, and some turkey slices and low and behold they both refuse to eat anything. And to top off the day, when I turn my back, my three-year-old became Picasso and DREW ON MY KITCHEN WALL!

I had to discipline her and when she cried it broke my heart into a million pieces. The look of “Mommy, don’t you know I did this for you and now you’ve hurt me and squashed all my dreams of ever becoming a muralist!” After this episode, Lucy throws herself on the floor and says she cannot go back into the kitchen because she saw shadow people on the walls trying to take over her body.

I hid in the bedroom and tried to decompress. I just started my period and I have to get dressed for a Hollywood Gala party where I’m supposed to look hip and none of my pants will button because I’m bloated like Moby Dick. Someone stop me from getting the Nutella and lying in the fetal position and rocking myself to sleep with 80s love songs.

Maybe none of this makes sense to you. If that is the case, put this book down and go celebrate your life because it’s not normal. If you’ve had days like this, just know you are not alone. Hey, I’m not alone. God tells us to raise up our children in the way they should go and they will not depart from it. He just never warned us that it would be this hard. I guess my mother went through days like this. I think that’s why she chased me with the fly swatter so much. I guess today is one of the many reasons why God created Nutella. Now, where is that wooden spoon!

Take a MOMENT to think about . . .

1. When you are having a day like this,what is your secret go-to fix?

2. What is the worst thing your kids have done that has sent you over the edge? How did you handle it?

Dear Lord, Help me to control my raging temper on days like this. Help me to find a space to breathe even if it’s hiding in the bedroom with my Nutella. I know You see me trying my best. I know tomorrow will be a better day. I love You. Amen.