Ask those who know me best.
Thanks to some very compelling insights from Ann Voskamp, I've learned this year that impatience springs from a heart where gratitude is not prized.
I've been putting more focus on having a grateful heart.

A little one looms dangerously close to heat.
A boy anxiously slops more batter. A lanky one flips prematurely, batter oozing, dripping. The sensitive child bursts into tears that the hearts are all smeared, the rings mashed. Oldest, with egg poised to crack, asks if I want more?
More? More? It’s all a bit too much. I sense a loudness, akin to a pleading howl, surging close to my lips" ... {finish reading}
God always has something to teach us. He's always inviting us into something deeper and more substantial. In the midst of the morning chaos. During the demanding, exhausting child-rearing years. And as we make our way through the many frustrations and hurts that are all part of living in a fallen world.
The big question - Are we willing to receive what He longs to give us?