Celebrating Moms

Hi there, momma.

Mother’s Day is one of my favorite days.  Not only because I am a mom, but because women and mommas near and far are celebrated and appreciated.  It brings such joy to my heart.  You know why?  Because I sit with mommas, I talk with mommas, and I hear their hearts, their dreams, their worries.  So.many.worries.  Mommas bear such weight on their shoulders to raise little humans, for goodness sakes.  They are molding these beautiful, adorable, messy gifts from God into adults.  My goodness, if that is not a daunting task, I don’t know what is.

Some random thoughts that go through a mom’s head on any given day:

Can I just pee in peace!!??

I did not pack a Pinterest worthy, organic, gluten-free lunch for my littles.  Will they be judged?  Will I be judged?

If I have to clean one more crumb I am going to lose it.  Why do I even try to clean, why!!???

How do all the other moms stay in such good shape?  I can’t even take a shower let alone get a workout in.

My littles are not reading before kindergarten.  Am I doing something wrong?  What am I not doing?

We have deemed Thursday cranky pants day.  Why does it seem like my kids are the only sassy ones with attitude?

Insta pot?  What the heck. I don’t even know what that thing is.

My preschoolers are not enrolled in 3 different activities.  Will they still be able to get into college?

Do I HAVE to share my dessert?  Seriously.

Am I enough?  Is what I am doing enough?

Am I volunteering enough?  Will I be judged if I can’t?

Does my husband still think I am sexy?  Would he still choose me? OR – would someone still choose me – a single, middle aged (how did I get here already!!??)  mom with a crazy life and 2 (adorable) littles?

Am I there enough for my friends who need me?

Does my husband respect me and what I do for our family?  OR Will my girls respect the decisions I made for us when they are older?

Did I put on deodorant today?

I feel so old.  Why do I feel like going to bed at 8pm?  Why do I not feel like going “out”?  I am so lame.

Do I jump on the trampoline with my kiddos and risk peeing my pants because I pushed big ol’ babies through my vagina? Oh what the heck….

If I sit down I am NOT getting back up.  Can’t.sit.down.

Didn’t I just feed you 5 minutes ago??

Am I the only mom who hides in the pantry so she doesn’t have to share her chocolate?

Am I a good example to my kiddos by staying at home?  Am I good example to my kiddos for working?

Are my kiddos going to be okay?

Heck, am I going to be okay?

Oh, f#$%&, more crumbs.

Is it wrong to want a day (or a weekend) just for ME?!

I can’t be in the picture with the kiddos because……(we insert so many excuses here)

Yep.  It’s Thursday.  Cranky pants are ON.

 

So, mommas.  If you have ever worried about your kiddos or being a good mom, let me tell you this:  YOU ARE AWESOME.    You are their one and only beautifully flawed, imperfectly perfect momma.  Give yourself a pat on the back, take time for you, eat some chocolate in the pantry, and maybe even sit down and relax.  You’ve got this.  Sending a big hug from one imperfectly perfect momma to another today.