Motherhood has not been smooth sailing for me. I’m assuming it hasn’t been for you either, although one can never tell.
From day one, I’ve chosen to stay at home with my kids (Just for the record, I’m not saying this is for everyone…). Some personality types seem to thrive in the role of a stay-at-home mom, but for me it’s been a steep learning curve.
I’ve wrestled with a lot of dissatisfaction, feelings of insignificance, failed expectations, all of which have resulted at various times in anger.
Lucky for you, I wrote it all down.
I guess doing so puts me at great risk of judgement and mommy-condemnation, but I’ve lived long enough to know that we’re all insecure and struggling. So, here you go. Listen to my struggles if it helps you not feel so alone. Laugh a little. Learn from my mistakes.
Despite all my feelings of inadequacy, the last ten years of being a stay-at-home mom have grown me, stretched me, birthed me, and left some cellulite to humble me. It has been awful and breath-taking, dignity-robbing and glorious, emptying and filling all at the same time. It has broken me; it has put me back together again.
Being a mom has shed light on my selfishness and revealed more sin than sometimes I think I can handle. However, when highlighted against the backdrop of God’s grace, my weakness becomes something I can boast in. His strength is made perfect in my weakness. This makes Him look all the better, and for that I am grateful.