I know I don’t share a whole lotta personal stuff here on the blog. Every now and then it seeps out, and I would like for it to start to seep out a little more. Sometimes though, if I’m being honest, I get stuck when sharing more personal posts that don’t have all the pretty photos to follow. I know that isn’t the only reason you guys are here, but I think I have put myself under an unrealistic exception of needing to always provide beautiful room shots. Don’t get me wrong, it’s something I love to do, it’s just not something that I always do. So today I don’t have any pretty room shots for you to look at, instead it’s just me and you friends. Friends chatting over coffee I’d imagine, and a conversation I longed for as a mom of too tiny people not to long ago.
A letter for the tired mom.
I know life seems to be a constant fast moving train right now, and you probably haven’t sat down all day, but don’t worry this doesn’t last forever.
And trust me, I know there are days that do last forever, and all you wish for is bedtime, and a new day to begin, because this day has worn out it’s welcome, don’t worry it’s not always like this.
I know right now the best gift you could be given is to be able to take a nice, long, hot shower without feeling like you are running the 50 meter dash, or interrupted by tiny people pulling the shower curtain back because 2 seconds out of their sight feels like an eternity. Heck, you’d even settle just to be able to go to the bathroom alone, but we all know moms of toddlers don’t get time-outs.
The bustle of wall street has nothing on a 10 month old and a 24 month old. Two in diapers is no-joke, and you would give anything to trade places, just for a day, with someone who has a desk job instead of wiping butts.
Although just barely out of the toddler years myself, looking back they feel like a blur and also a lifetime ago at the same time. There were moments I felt I didn’t even exist, and I was completely consumed by the demands of people under 3ft tall. I remember so well feeling exhaustion, confusion, and even lost in wondering is this what motherhood is all about. Just trying to get out the door in one piece is like an olympic optical course set with booby traps. Empty nesters look on with endearing smiles, and all you can do is yawn. Hang on, hold tight dear friend, all is not lost yet. I know there are moments of sweet joy, that capture your heart. But sometimes the everyday, the ordinary can start to feel so mundane. Don’t let it. Choose joy over the messes made, and chasing wobbly tots. Be thankful for the piles of laundry, and the ability to get it done, because if you didn’t have a family who relied on you to wash their clothes, you’d be longing for a family to take care of. And if you feel like you’ve lost yourself, don’t worry she’s still in there, you’re just doing this amazing job of putting others needs before yours, and tending to what is most important right now.
It’s called being a mom who is present in her children’s lives, and nothing is more important than that!
To all the moms this mothers day, whatever stage or season you are in. Whether your children are grown, almost out of the house, busy teenage years, happy kid years, tired toddler years, expecting, or longing for the day. You are to be celebrated for a job well done, that only you can do. Cheers to mom, and to the tired mom keep pressing on, this season will pass shortly, and the reward is in the mundane 🙂
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Thank you for this. Today I put my resignation in to be a sahm…again. I’m 37 and starting over. One teenager, one 9 year old and a newborn. This post brought a tear to my eye. I needed to hear this at this time on this exact day. God bless you.
Thank you for your honestly and encouragement. Moms with little ones need to hear this. I have four children who all grown up and have children of their own. I remember what it’s like to be constantly exhausted taking care of them when they were small and being on the go all the time when they were tweens and teenagers. Even though they are all grown up and independent, I still wonder sometimes if I do enough to be a good mom to them and a grandmother to my six grandchildren. Being a mom never ends but it’s truly worth it. Just like you said in your post, a mom is “just doing this amazing job of putting others needs before yours, and tending to what is most important right now.” So true.
Someone one told me, “the days are long but the years fly by”. What I wouldn’t give to have those frantic moments again? It’s hard to cherish every single moment, but you blink and the children are now adults. They still need you but in a different way.
God has only given us today, so for the younger moms out there, love the chaos, the stress, the neediness–it is only a matter of time before it vanishes.
Sweet post made me feel a little better for the tedious, mundane and – oh – I should shower too…at some point.
ps. I think you meant “obstacle” course?
Bre, this was wonderfully written. These years are hard for young mothers, and you’ll long for them when the kids are grown! Thanks for sharing!
A great letter for young Mothers. I do remember those days but they are very distant wonderful memories.
Bre, did you have a really cute prayer in a recent post? I read one and intended to keep it but I have lost it . I can’t remember where I saw the prayer but it was really good.
This is beautifully written, Bre, with some lovely sage advice as well. Happy Mother’s Day, Ardith
love ! thanks for sharing, HAPPY MOTHERS DAY
The days are long, but the years are short!
Oh, sigh… I think you wrote this for me. I have twin 6 month old boys, a 5 year old and an 8 year old… And we have such a busy day today… Laundry going, cookies chilling, I haven’t showered since I’m not sure, and I haven’t slept since way longer than that… Gotta run, but God bless you and yours this Mother’s Day! P.s. We are kind of neighbors! I’m in the southwest corner of the state.
So beautifully put Bre!