Quite frankly, I could care less about football, so here I am folding laundry, watching my little guy sleep. This has been a week! Really in all aspects, but my role as Mom has especially been tested. We haven’t eaten as healthy as I’d have liked this week, which makes me cringe because I know the affects of not eating well. So, when bad sleep and emotional meltdowns happen, I can’t help but kick myself. But I’m gonna lay my momma heart open for you, what makes it worst is when I get irritated or lose my temper because of said meltdowns and lack of sleep. The guilt that follows is enough to make me want to do, no be, better.
Mom guilt has to be the worst form of guilt. I can’t help but think about things I’ve read, talking about how our children see and use how we respond and act to things, as a guideline for how they respond and act. You can’t help but ask the question, am I doing enough? Am I making the right choices for my child? Am I being a good example? It’s hard not to question every stage of Motherhood. But what I have learned is to lean into God and ask for guidance, patience, and reassurance in the things I do for my little bear (and really all things in life.) I don’t care how together the mom down the street seems-everyone has questions of what’s best for their child. At the end of the day what our kiddos really want, is us. I try to remember that after the 10th time he’s said, “Mama! Sit sit! Play!” Haha! But honestly, it’s time, Mama, to sit, and just play. In another 10 years he might not ask. I can physically feel my heart ache just thinking about it.
I guess my point is, keep doing the best you can do, whatever works for you and your family, lean into God, and don’t ever be too busy to sit and play.