Why do women spend countless hours reading other mums blogs. Following and sharing them on Facebook?
We want to know we're not alone. To feel validated. We want to know that there's others out there who get it. Who have gone through or are going through something similar.
We want to feel that it's ok to think your childs a turd sometimes.
That your husband can be a jerk.
That you feel like you're the worst mum/wife in the world sometimes.
That sometimes being a woman sucks.
That sometimes we just feel like everything's too much.
We just want to feel like we're not in it alone.
We want to know we relate to others out there that we're not ungrateful spoilt brats.
That we're not crazy!
We're just normal women feeling normal feelings and emotions.
And it's ok to not be 100% together all the time.
Because NOBODY is!
This afternoon I had a little pity party.
I was over feeling like I do the same things day in and day out.
That washing, cleaning, caring for children doesn't ever end.
Jared brought me back down to reality... I dumped a basket of clothes over his head.
Whilst I was cleaning up the pile of clothes, Jared gently reminded me that...
This is my life at the moment! The season I'm in is nurturing, caring, selflessness. I'm caring for four children 6 years and under. I don't always get a lot of time for myself. If the baby is up sick during the night then I'm up during the night... there will be sleepless nights, tantrums, talking back, kids fighting, messes to be cleaned.
He's good at bringing me back to reality!
But with all of the above mentioned, there will also be hugs and kisses to receive. Hugs and kisses to give. Laughs to be had, tears to wipe. Boo boos to be kissed. LOVE to give. LOVE to receive. Moments that will forever be imprinted in my heart.
Life will be repetitive for a little bit... because that is the role I took on when I decided to be a Mum.
Is it sunshine and roses all the time? Hell no!
Is it worthwile and fulfilling? Hell yes!
Just sometimes we get lost in the monotonoy of day to day that we forget to stop and smell the roses and appreciate what we have here and now!
Sometimes we just need someone to bring us back to reality.
I was scrolling through Facebook and I came across a post shared by a friend.
I needed this tonight!
I immediately gave myself a virtual slap round the face... told myself to get over it and refocus my attention.
I'm living the glory years! These years I will NEVER get back!
Charlie will never be four months old again, sick and only wanting to sleep in my arms. But looking at me and smiling with love in his eyes, even though he is feeling miserable.
Lucie Will never be 3 years old again asking for crunchy nut breakfast cereal at 4pm in the afternoon and arguing with her Dad that it isn't breakfast cereal because it doesn't have holes in it like fruit loops. Or throwing her arms around Jared and myself during prayers and telling us were her best friends.
Frankie will never be 4 years old again and telling me he is going to marry Callie because she's his best girl.
Callie will never be 6 again and calling me "my lady" whenever she talks to me with that little twinkle in her eye.
I'll never have these years again to live over.
It's ok to have moments of wishing you had a moment to yourself.
But take a look around and make sure you're not missing a moment you will never get back. ❤
