Pulling the blankets up over my shoulders, I rolled over in bed and stared at the bright red numbers on my alarm clock. I was so exhausted, but I just couldn’t fall asleep.
An endless stream of thoughts rushed through my mind – one question cascading over the other. Before I knew it another hour had passed and I was no closer to dreamland than when the whole charade started a few hours earlier.
I don’t want to go to work tomorrow. Maybe I can call in sick. I wonder if I can get anyone to fill in for me? My job is hard and I feel so unappreciated.
Calling in sick was not an option because my job was motherhood and the “clients” who would be waiting for me very early the next morning were my four year old and six month old sons.
My husband and I had been married for nine years before our first son was born, so I had waited a long time to officially join the Mommy Club.
Finally, my dreams had come true and I was determined to be the best mommy ever!
Nothing brought me greater joy than to see their chubby little smiles and bed-head hair every morning, but can I be honest? Although it was wonderful it was also very challenging raising these little guys.
Despite my attempts to read every parenting magazine I could get my hands on, I still struggled with the day-to-day demands. It seemed like my real-life parenting skills didn’t quite measure up to the skills of those moms who actually wrote the magazine articles.
I was quickly discovering that motherhood wasn’t for wimps.
Twenty-four hours a day. Seven days a week. Fifty-two weeks a year. I was on duty. And there was no paycheck waiting for me on Friday afternoons.
I was a chef when my children were hungry, a doctor when they had a tummy ache, a storyteller when it was naptime and a referee when disagreements erupted.
Changing poopy diapers, reloading sippy cups and washing dirty clothes turned into an ongoing project. In moments of weariness, I’d whisper to myself, “I want to quit.” Then mommy-guilt would flood my heart and push me to a deeper level of discouragement.
Why don’t I feel joy in doing something I’ve dreamed about for so many years?
Have you ever felt this way too?
Maybe you’ve experienced those moments when the demands of parenting collide with your stretched emotions and fragile feelings, causing your heart to become a little weary.
If you’re like me, you realize motherhood is a high calling. You see your children as treasured gift from God and your home as a gathering place where loved ones are nurtured and blessings abound.
But, there are those days when demands run high, patience runs thin and weariness tries to creep in.
You might be thinking, “Leah, I’m having one of those days TODAY!” And if that’s the case I want you to know I understand.
I remember what it’s like raising little children and I’ll be the first to admit I made a lot of mistakes along the way.
I’m crazy about my boys and when I look at them now I marvel at how amazing they turned out considering they had an impatient, imperfect and insecure mommy. As I reflect on those younger years, I can clearly see how faithful God was and how He gently guided me along the road of parenting. He was with me during those wonderful days and those not-so-wonderful days. His grace was always sufficient.
Do you need some encouragement in the midst of your parenting today? If so, this golden nugget of truth is for you:
I honestly believe raising children is like growing a spiritual crop that has the potential of producing a priceless, abundant harvest in the eyes of the Lord. As moms, we need to care for, watch over and tenderly love our children every day, just like a farmer would tend to his crops and wait for the valuable harvest to appear.
Raising children well requires a daily dose of love, commitment and perseverance. As moms, we can approach each challenge knowing we’re not alone. The Lord is with us and we can call on Him in those times of weariness. He is always ready to extend the grace, guidance and strength we need.
As we celebrate the giggles and messy moments of our children, let us be reminded of the great harvest God has waiting for us if we don’t give up. We may not see results right away, but if we keep on doing good and trust God with the rest, in due time we will reap a harvest of blessings!
Questions to ponder:
What has been your greatest challenge in being a mom? How has the Lord turned your past parenting challenges into proof of His faithfulness?
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