Being a stay at home mom holds many responsibilities. But what about your responsibility to you? Where does that fit in with all the laundry, dishes, lunches and dinners?
There were days I would look around the house and ask myself “what the heck did I do today?” The only answer I could come up with was “I kept the kids happy, healthy and alive.”
I got lost in the mess of motherhood and let me tell ya, it’s entirely to easy to do. If you’ve felt lost, less than and some what jealous of the girls that look to have it all together, you are not alone.
Being a hot mess
There is just no getting around the messy bun, stained sweat shirt, hot mess look.
Embracing the mess helped me get through the day. Knowing that these little lives wouldn’t always depend on me for well, EVERYTHING, gave me peace that it wouldn’t always be so hard. My mother encouraged me in that truth.
If you don’t have someone to whisper words of encouragement to you, than allow me… You will, one day, put yourself back together. You will be stronger, wiser and more compassionate after walking through this. You will discover strengths you didn’t know you had and use those strengths to build something amazing!
This wont break you, its making you. It’s developing you into the woman God wants you to be. And let me tell ya, He’s got great plans for you!
We have to go through these transitional periods to be stretched and tested. It’s hard BUT its developing you into a woman of beauty. That is, if you will let it. If you will let God into the brokenness, into the mess (God is not afraid of the mess), into your insecurities as a wife, mother and even as a woman – He will bring you through stronger. I believe it! Do you?
You are not a mess
Even though you may be living in the middle of one 😉
There will come a day
There will come a day when your little’s don’t depend on you as much. When they aren’t crawling up your leg as you attempt to make dinner and pray “Dear God, HELP ME!”
In all seriousness though, I know how much you crave the personal space. I know how much you crave the freedom. But please, stop to see that what you are doing is a ministry in it’s self. What you are doing matters. It matters. I know it doesn’t feel like it, but those little lives and that husband of yours depend on you. Not just on you, but on who you are.
This was going to be a post about personal style and care but perhaps I’ll save that for another time… This came out so you must have needed the encouragement today.