Mother’s Day is quickly approaching; and in honor of the big day I wanted to write something expressly for the heart of Moms, you know – because it’s trendy and mom’s dig that kind of stuff. So I prayed that the Lord would give me just the right words to share if He so desired. “Hey, I’m a mom blogger,” I reasoned. “I can do this.”
Well, I got nothing. Nada! Zip!
And while I didn’t come up with any new and original content, I did end up reading through some of my past posts about Mother’s Day and motherhood in general – and I really enjoyed it. If each of my posts represented a color of a mood ring – I would have covered every color in the rainbow!
I posted about My Worst Mother’s Day Ever . . . about that time I had an epic meltdown in Walmart and hid in clothing racks so my husband and kids wouldn’t see me crying. I was sulking because I felt I wasn’t being honored properly on the biggest mom day of the year.
(Just so you know, I’ve matured since then – pretty much. These days I don’t hide: I stand right in the middle of the isle and bawl.)
So it was only fitting that the following year I posted about my Fondest Mother’s Day Memory Ever because there have also been good moments. This one is my absolute favorite! I share how an adult child’s words of affirmation swept over me and undid a lifetime of parental insecurity. (It lasted for 10 minutes, but still.)
Yeah, a gal can have a lifetime of parental insecurity when she starts out as a single mom at the age of 17 and then begins to reproduce like a bunny. So motherhood got really tough and gritty and ugly! But somewhere along the line all of that changed because it was a season that Christ helped me to weather. I had to learn that The Seasons of Motherhood are Like a Box of Chocolates – you never know which one you’re gonna get.
And when you go through an extended, stinking parenting season like I did, or if you just so happen to be in the trenches right now and feel completely overwhelmed, you may start to think that enough is enough . . . NO MORE KIDS! But before YOU decide to call it quits please consider: What if GOD Planned Your Family Size? This reflection is about how my perspective on procreation and motherhood has evolved over the years. Perhaps read and consider it before it’s too late?
I hope your Mother’s Day is everything you want it to be. Whether your highlight is breakfast in bed, hand made crafts or having palm branches waved over you as you soak your feet and ring your waiter’s bell to summon the “help” for more grapes and hot water (work it, girlfriend!). Just enjoy it. And whatever you do, don’t have a meltdown if you feel like you’ve been jilted; because we’ve out grown that, okay?
Happy Mother’s Day!
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