A picture of my day:

The alarm goes off at 4:00am or the baby starts crying, whichever comes first. I need to feed the baby, put the baby back to bed, pump, take a shower, and get myself ready for the day before anyone else wakes up.

 

After that, I wake the husband up, and then I wake him again 10 minutes later.

 

I walk down the hallway, turn the light on in my girls’ room, let the dog out and start a pot of coffee. Come back to the girls’ room, remind my 3 year old to get up and go to the restroom, get my fussy one year old out of her crib, give her a glass of milk, and pull my 9 month old’s little, chubby thighs out of the slots in her crib that she managed to wiggle into in the last hour. After that it is a whirlwind of diaper changes, clothes, shoes, hair ties, and little bows.

How is it already 6:05am? Time to load up the car and sing “The Wheels on the Bus”, “ umpteen times while driving to daycare. Drop of the girls and head to work!

5:30pm now – time to leave one job and head to another – pick up the girls from daycare. Head home, singing “Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes” umpteen times. Get home, make dinner, give baths, read books, play for a bit, and then bedtime.

8:00pm - Girls are in bed. Now it is time to fold laundry, do the dishes, prep dinner for the next night, make lunches for the next day, tidy up the house, and pump one last time before bed.

10:00pm – In bed and praying that all my girls sleep through the night, so this momma can get some rest.

Sounds exhausting  doesn’t it? It is, some days. Thankfully, I have an incredible husband who helps me throughout the daily grinds!

But, I don’t think my schedule is the only thing that leaves me exhausted. I knew that our schedule was going to be crazy when we started a family – and I am okay with that.

But, lately, I have felt the weariness goes deeper. As a parent, you are daily stepping into a battle ground for your child.

You fight for their health.

You fight for their hearts.

You fight for their thoughts.

You fight for their purity.

….their behaviors.

…their influences.

…their addictions.

…their respect.

…their happiness.

…their education.

…their souls.

…their overall outcome as an adult.

I think as a parent, That’s more-so why you’re tired, that’s why you feel strained, and pulled and defeated, and overwhelmed and…unfulfilled, at times.

We are building the kingdom and raising souls, who will either take from society or give, and with the world the way it is, this is not an easy job.

God has given us little people to raise who have a plan and purpose, and it is our job to get them ready, we need to get them across the battle field, we need to shield the bullets, but also we need to teach them how to stand and fight too.

I think often times, we are weary because we are guarding a soul, and fighting for a cause.

Feel proud that God has entrusted you. It’s in you to fight and to raise your kids for good. When you get through the battle field you will be proud of the victories and the failures will seem minor.

Hang in there, don’t let exhaustion and pressure tell you you’re a failure.

There will be battles lost and battles won, but the victory is already won!

 

We can do it!