Motherhood is one crazy ride. Some days, I look around and can’t believe that the life I live is even mine. I’m incredibly blessed to be the mom of five great kids: Matthew, Cheyenne, Avery, Hallie, and Ellia. As you can imagine, my days are pretty crazy and hectic from the time we’re up until the time the kids are in bed.
As simple as some bloggers want to make it with their inspirational posts, I have to say that I don’t think motherhood is so black and white. Some of us clean better than others, some moms are better at quality time with their kids, some moms can successfully breastfeed, and some moms teach their children how to play piano. I think there’s a lot of pressure on us to do it all. At the end of the day, we’re all human. We all need to rest. And none of us are perfect.
When I have bad days with my kids, I try to remind myself that children aren’t little adults. Children have to be guided and taught how to make good decisions. I try my best to help my children to understand their emotions, tell them that it’s okay to feel the way they do, and let’s find a way to talk to each other with respect.
This mantra and others definitely help me get through. The days are long, but the years are short. Oh, how that speaks to my heart. When my days are turned upside down and I just want everyone to stop. being. so. loud. I am reminded that my oldest child is nearing the pre-teen years. He turns nine years old this year. How many more years do we have him in our home to love him and guide him? In reality, not too many.
So as cheesy as it is, I’m going to let them be little, because it does go by too quickly. When he’s in the middle of a sensory meltdown, or my 6 month old wants to nurse yet again, I remind myself that they are only this little once. When the dishes are piled up and laundry seems as tall of a mountain, I have to keep telling myself it’s part of the craziness. Before I know it, they will be grown and gone and we’ll move onto the next stage of life.