Being a mother. Wow. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought I would have such feelings that are so indescribable, even to other parents. The love I have for my children literally fills my heart every day. It is an honor. With that said, man, I need a vacation!
I have found it to be almost taboo to vocalize my stress, my anxiety, my sheer exhaustion of being a single parent. I often get asked, “why are you so tired?” How dare I admit to the world that yes, I do fall short and yes I do need a break once in a while. And guess what, it is completely normal to need me time. But I also know I am my own worst critic. Aren’t we all? I am constantly telling myself “you should try harder,” “you need to be more focused on your children,” “put down your phone,” “feed them better,” “make it to church every Sunday!” The list goes on.
This week I have had countless stories, sermons, devotions and conversations with others that only prove God knows my heart and wants me to give myself a break.
Let me share a few of the examples I have recently read (see image below). Both from the book The One Year Book of Inspiration for Girlfriends by Ellen Miller:
“If I could do it over, we would have skipped church.”
“There is something magical and, of course, sacred, about Sunday mornings. Everything seems to move at a little slower pace; the sun shines sweetly through the windows, and everything is at peace.”
“Just as it is sacred for us to take one day a week to take the time to thank God and worship Him, I think he’d be so pleased and blessed to watch us take this sacred day, one day a month, to focus on our families.”
As a Christian, I know how monumental it is to raise our children in the church. The lessons they will learn are priceless. But EVERY Sunday? Really? Do I have to? This mama needs rest. And you know what, that is ok! I am allowed.
“Every minute of every day, choose to enjoy who you are and where you are.”
“I was pedaling too fast in every aspect of my life. If I could do it over, I would pedal slower in my head! My panic robbed me of the glorious experiences because I often wasn’t present in the moment. It was panic that I wasn’t fulfilling every obligation 100 percent that robbed me of glorious experiences by not being present with the person in front of me.”
Anyone else with me on this?
I think we must always strive to be the best version of ourselves but also realize to stop, slow down, breath, and look at the world around you. Enjoy the moments. And don’t be so hard on yourself!