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!