Oh sweet mommas. Do you ever feel down? Discouraged? Wondering when or if you will see the fruits of your labor. I do. Daily.
I’m readily frustrated. Easily discouraged. When the kids argue. When they ask a million questions. When I’ve answered the same question 5 thousand times. When they want something to eat, so I feed them and then I fix myself something to eat and finally sit down, only to hear one of the wee one say “mommy, I want more.” So I sigh.
“Mommy! He’s being mean on purpose!”
“Mommy! She doesn’t want to play with me!”
“Mommy! I’m hungry!”
“Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!”
Some days, I’m just tired.
Some days, I just need some quiet.
They are not bad, or misbehaving. They are just being kids. I need to show them love and grace. I need Jesus to help me, because I’m tired, and can’t do this whole mom thing on my own.
Then there are days like this past Saturday, when out of nowhere my daughter comes up to me, gives me a big hug, and says “thanks for everything you and dad do for us.” Then she walked off to play some more with her brother. All the while I just wanted to melt, and cheer, and cry at the same time.
And there are days like today, when we finish our school work for the day and my son comes up and says “Mommy, I’m glad you’re my teacher!”
Y’all. My heart needed these words of encouragement so much. Mom-ing is hard. But it is oh so worth it.
Thank you, God, for allowing me this glimpse of what you are doing in their lives. For this joy in the chaos. For this reminder to keep fighting the good fight. I love them so much, and I’m so thankful that You choose me to be their mom. Help me keep these sweet memories close to my heart, and bring them to mind on the days it’s oh so hard.