Had you told me four years ago as I prepared for the arrival of my sweet Dominic Truth that I would be lonely, I would have neither believed you nor fully comprehended what you meant.
Alone? But I’ll have a 2-foot tall 24/7 shadow. I’ll have a little guy calling my name non-stop asking me to play with him and wanting me to spend every moment with him. I’ll have a little fella who adores me. How could I possibly be lonely?
And yet I have been and continue to have moments of loneliness even with the advent of another child and the promise of a third.
Parenting opens many wonderful doors. It also closes many other ones as bedtime routines and middle of the night feeds trump spontaneous dates nights out or marathon movie nights.
But it doesn’t have to be lonely.
If mommies would unite. Be willing to admit that they don’t have it all together. That they need help and that it is okay to need help. If people would stop saying “enjoy these times they go by so fast” and would start helping struggling mothers enjoy said years.
If those without littles would reach out. If we could truly be community.
I have a friend who has plans to help others when she is no longer in the littles stage. She means it with all her heart.
What if someone came to her aid now while she is still in the moments that she longs to treasure but can’t because she’s overwhelmed by keeping the home clean, preparing a healthy dinner, and keeping her children alive and happy.
Mothering is an honor. It’s a rare privelage that I do not take for granted. I do enjoy precious moments I have with my children like the rare time-stands-still moments I had this morning. But I also struggle. I also lose my temper, cry into my pillow and beat myself up for feeding my children peanut butter crackers again for lunch.
I’m not failing, I’m not a bad mommy, I’m not complaining. I am however asking for help on behalf of myself and all mommies you know that have littles.
Consider their journey. If you miss those precious years when your child needed you, consider helping a mom who is so overwhelmed she can’t appreciate her own child’s need.
Consider being the light in a dark place when a mom feels like if she complains she is rejecting the gift God has given her in raising children. That is NEVER the case. She just needs help to see the light. To have some breathing room.
You could be that for her. You could be the relief she needs to take your words to heart. To enjoy these years that go by so incredibly fast.
What if we as mommies would unite regardless of stage with more than words on our lips and memories in our heart. What if we took the ammunition of experience and rest that we have and offered that helping hand to another in need?
This post is part of a 31 day movement. You can learn more about it here but the gist of it is that I take 5 minutes to write on a one word prompt that is provided following a theme that I have chosen. My theme is The Mom Life. So every post will center around my life and experiences as a mom and what comes to mind when I think about the prompt given. Hope you enjoy following my writing journey as much as I will love crafting the words.