The rain was pelting against the window. Scripture memory songs screeched through the speakers. Fingers typed on a keyboard trying to meet a deadline.
Water was boiling over on the stove while a tea mug sat waiting to be filled. Dirty tissues littered every surface in the house kitchen. Groceries sat on the dining room table screaming to be put away.
Wet sheets lay on the floor of a baby’s room because a diaper sprung a leak. Clean clothes that had been folded three times that day left a trail from the master bedroom to the bathroom. Laundry was souring in the washer, long forgotten.
The shower door was flung open where a plan for a shower had been abandoned. Toilet paper pooled beside the toilet as a result of curious little hands.
Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma could be ignored no longer. Snot was beginning to run into the little boy’s mouth from the endless tears.
But what about Mama?
She had snot running into her mouth from so many tears too. Who was going to mop them up for her? What about her? Why couldn’t someone pick her up, make her meals, do her laundry, or at the very least let her go potty in peace?!
Do you ever feel like this?
Yesterday, at 4 o’clock, if you had stopped by my house, you would have found me a weeping mess with my head between my legs begging my little boy to just.stop.touching.me. To which he responded by crawling between my legs, getting nose-to-nose with me and grinning.
What’s a mom to do when her pant legs are smeared with banana, flour hand prints are on her thighs, and a booger is on her leg (evidence of a clingy baby)?
1. Don’t be ashamed.
Get it out, friend. Have yourself a good cry. You’ll hate the headache later, but you’ll release the pinned up stress and inevitably feel better. It really is okay to cry. Bring on the
Tell God all about it. He really does want you to.
Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. ~Matthew 11:28
Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your heart to him; God is a refuge for us. ~ Psalm 62:8
It’s a relationship, friends. He’s your closest, most faithful friend. He gets it.
3. Tell someone.
The devil wants you to believe that you are alone, but that’s just simply not true. So, pick up the phone or send a message to your girlfriend(s). Tell them you’re struggling. Ten times out of ten (if they’re not struggling right then) they’ve been where you are at some point.
Case in point, in desperation, I went to a group of girls to ask if anyone had actually managed to go potty alone that day! I’ll give you one guess what the answer was.
I was not alone, and I needed to hear that.
Let me give you another example. I’m sorry it’s about pottying again, but really moms, don’t you just wish you could go do your business in peace just once? This is real life y’all. No picture perfect houses here.
I was reading a book today, Don’t Make Me Count to Three, and I had to laugh. There before me was another mom recounting her bathroom experiences and the toilet paper gone awry.
It’s amazing isn’t it? The things you took for granted before you had children? I will never look at the bathroom the same. As a matter of fact, I STILL walk in on my poor mama when she goes potty. Sorry, Mom. I won’t do it again. I swear.
Anyway, friends, there are hard days in the life of a mom. There are days you will cry and look a hot mess at 5:30pm when your husband walks through the door after a long day at work. That’s real life. That’s your life.
That’s the life you wouldn’t trade, right? I know I wouldn’t.
The task given to us mothers is most certainly a tall order. It takes every ounce of energy, strength, and grace that God can give us, but give us He does. It truly is a finer thing.
Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen. ~ Ephesians 3:20-21
What about you? What’s the weirdest thing you’ve found attached to your pant leg?
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