Parenting is hard. A million people have professed this and yet I, a mother for over four years now, am surprised by life’s moments that bring back the notion you already know to be true. Parenting is hard. Life throws you curve balls when you least expect it. For my SIL, it was pregnancy. For my other SIL, it was the struggle to get pregnant. For an old co-worker, it was her daughters diagnosis with leukemia. All struggles that involve the human life. To be responsible for a tiny human’s life is the hardest thing I’ve had to do. And yet, just when you think you are doing well in the daily course of life, God gives you a challenge. An obstacle for you to overcome. And during the journey, you realize your flaws as a parent. You break yourself down and realize you are not being the best parent you are capable of being. You make decisions, create an action plan, and get back in the parenting ring with ambition to love and comfort your kids the way they need it.
There is nothing that can prepare you for parenthood. It’s one of those things that you just have to learn as you go. You learn from your accomplishments and from your shortfallings. The moments I am most ashamed of as a parent are those moments I learn the most from. And the crazy part is, kids are so forgiving. You mess up and they are the first one there to give you a hug and tell you it’s okay.
Forgiveness is something I try really hard to instill in my children and yet at the same time, I feel as if they know more than I do. To be kind, love everyone you meet, and forgive those who wrong you. Strong lessons and yet those lessons I’m learning from my four and two year old.
This past month has been full of stressful moments. Andy had an emergency back surgery that threw us all for a loop. We have had to alter our lifestyle the last couple of weeks and going forward, Andy will have to alter his lifestyle. As a family unit, when one person is down, the whole family feels it. Frustration, sleep deprivation, stress levels were in full gear from all of us, mostly the injured. 12 days post surgery we are all doing better, emotionally and physically. While Andy will be out of work for another 4ish weeks or so will be an adjustment but we are on the up and up. And I’ll come out of this small time frame a better mom. A mom who appreciates and loves her children more than she did 12 days ago. A mom who has learned from her faults and has made cognitive decisions for future parenting situations.
Parenting is hard. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done and yet the most rewarding experience. Being a mom is my favorite hobby and I’m just striving to get to that expert level of parenting. I don’t know if I’ll ever get there but I will strive for it every day, because these two are worth it. Because I want them to strive to be the best person they can be. And because children learn from example.
“Being a mother is learning about the
strengths you didn’t know you had
and dealing with fears you never knew existed.”