Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Thoughts on being a mom

The fact that I am finally getting around to writing and posting this 3 days after Mothers Day pretty much sums up my life as a mom. There is always something or someone else needing my attention. Whether it is laundry needing to be folded and put away (uh, always) or a child with yet ANOTHER question for me, time  completely to myself is rare. As I am writing this, even though the house is silent with both boys napping, the thought that there are other things I could be doing instead will not leave my mind. But I will choose to ignore those things, for now, and hope that perhaps during tomorrows nap time I will get around to doing them. Although, I do have two episodes of Call the Midwife to catch up on as well. Hmmm....decisions, decisions.

I have really been struck lately with the profound role a mother plays in the lives of her children. From the seemingly small task of being there to kiss a boo boo or playing a game or five of Crazy 8's to the obvious teaching of life lessons and leading them down the path of righteousness with the correct form of discipline, they all play a part in that child's life forever. And it is a part that most often goes unnoticed and unappreciated, or so you think. It may take years for them to realize it. They will most likely be all grown up by the time they do, but they eventually will get it. I know, because I was once a young, unappreciative child who is now grown up with kids of her own and now....I get it. I get what a sacrifice it was for my mom to birth, feed, clean up after, homeschool and raise all of us EIGHT ungrateful and disobedient kids. And from the deepest part of my heart, I respect and thank her for that.

Back when I was dealing with my bad morning sickness, the boys and I spent one night at my family's so we could be taken care of. As Will and I were laying down to go to sleep, my mom sat and prayed over us. Even as a grown woman of (then) 26, I was so comforted just by the presence of my mom. It made me think of all the times I was sick as a child, and how just having my mommy by my side made it so much better. Now, having kids of my own who sometimes get sick, even though I may be tired beyond belief from getting up every hour when they cry out for me, knowing what comfort I can give to them simply by laying next to them or stroking their cheek is such a great privilege.

The day to day tasks of cooking, cleaning and thinking the whining will never end can make one quite weary. Why bother cleaning when it is just going to get messy again in 5 minutes. Why bother disciplining when it seems like they may never learn to obey. It may seem like what you are doing is a waste of time. That you are just a simple housewife/stay at home mom who will never make a mark on society. But those are lies. Sure, you may not be out in the work field making money or serving as a missionary in an underprivileged country. You may not be making moves in politics or have your own business selling who knows what. (Although, major props to any mom who does any of those things as well!) What we do as moms serves as such a greater purpose than we may ever know. Because one day all of your time spent caring for, raising and instilling all things good into your kids will come to fruition. One day your children will grow up to be business owners, missionaries, politicians or preachers and do great things for the glory of God. And THAT is what being a mom is all about.

I am so grateful for these two (technically three!) sweet boys who made me a mom. They challenge my patience one second and the very next come over to give me a hug and kiss for no reason at all. The whining and fighting can just about drive me crazy, but then seeing them cuddling together on the couch melts my heart. I am blessed.

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