Thursday, May 5, 2011

Chapter 16- Mother's Day

Mother's day has a new meaning this year for me. This is the first year that I have been labeled a "stay-at-home" mom. For the first time I really understand what lots of mom's out there have been talking about. One day a year . . . For this sort of job one day doesn't really seem like enough. This job is a 24/7 job.

For those of you that are mom's, you understand. For those of you that are "stay-at-home" mom's, then you totally understand. For those that aren't yet mother's, here is a little tip. Being a mother is HARD.

I thought being a wife was going to be a challenge, a welcome one, but a challenge none the less. Then came motherhood. So now I have two full time jobs (since I quite the full time paid job). I can relate to those that are wife, mother AND career woman. I was there, I know what it's like. So to say that I want to go back to "working" mother would be a little misleading. There are things that I miss, but considering what I would be giving up, I"ll take the cooking, cleaning, breaking, rough housing, stealing, slobbering, crying, screaming, scrubbing, holding, swinging, teasing, laughing, and lap sitting.

It is indeed all that it is cracked up to be. I will say again, though, it is HARD. I've burned myself, broke my toe, cried, screamed, lost sleep, thrown away valuable things, lost things, wasted food, wasted money. I have been through a roller coaster of emotions since Carter was still in the womb. You would think that date night might help out, but we end up missing and talking about him the whole night. You want to get away, but you miss them. You want to sit and relax, but that's not possible. You want to sleep, but unfortunately . . . and that doesn't stop at any particular age. Your wants are no longer an option.

I love being a mother. I understand God's love for me a little better. It's amazing to watch them grow, but sad at the same time. In the end, I recommend motherhood, but as a warning, if you like everything centering around you, reconsider. Life becomes all about them, you are merely an afterthought, even for yourself.

May mom's everywhere know that you are appreciated, if not by those you serve, by those that serve along side you.

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