Mom, do you feel like you are losing control of your children? Are you constantly repeating yourself? Are you frustrated and overwhelmed?
Lately, I’ve been feeling like my home is a war zone. I feel like I’m walking onto a battlefield every morning. It’s thoroughly exhausting. In a parenting class many years ago our pastor told us “We don’t negotiate with terrorists.” Sadly, I’ve been finding myself doing more and more of that a lot lately.
When we find ourselves in this situation, we have two options. We can either take cover and pretend everything is alright or we can face the “enemy” head-on.
If you find you are constantly repeating yourself, out of routine, or wondering what your kids are doing with their time, you need to go back to the basics.
In our world of social media, HGTV, and beach body mamas it’s so easy to fall into the trap of being discontent. Comparing ourselves to others or the unrealistic perception we have of others makes our heart yearn to be like them, to have what they have, to do what they do.
Humanity is in a constant battle of lust; the intense desire for more. We want what we don’t have, and we want it now. This attitude is not only reserved for stuff. We, as moms, can pretty much be discontent about anything and everything our marriage, children, money, house, body the list goes on.
We find ourselves making statements like, “if only” or “when I get ‘this'” then I’ll be happy.
Sadly as we fall into discontentment, our joy goes right along with it. The constant chase for contentment only breeds more discontentment. It’s a vicious cycle.
In our sinful nature, it is never enough, and it will never be enough. We need to learn to be content and fulfilled completely with Christ.
As summer is gearing up, I wanted to discuss a topic near and dear to the mother of a large family. Vacations.
Packing for a family of 9 is no easy task. I am not a super organized person to begin with, and it definitely doesn’t come naturally to me. Those around me namely my husband wishes that were not the case, but hey I have my own list for him. I am just kidding.
When we are getting ready for a trip, this is usually the prime opportunity for stress paralyzation to kick in.
If you missed my previous blog about dealing with Stress paralyzation I define it as When you are so overwhelmed with your current to-do list that you can only sit and scroll through your Facebook feed.
We have all been there when we have too many things to do, and we lack the ability just to focus on one and get that thing done. Packing does this for me! I procrastinate until the very last minute and then I’m crazy. I have learned the hard way more than I’d care to talk about that this is not a good plan.
Today was one of those days. I felt the weight of all of my tasks falling down on me. I had cleaned and organized for days, only to look around and have nothing to show for it.
I worked hard.
I’m tired of working hard for what seems has no reward.
My children weren’t particularly bad, but it just felt like every single one needed me at that exact moment. About ready to burst, I found myself breathless. I was feeling physical symptoms.
Doing what any Supermom would do I carried on trying to be strong. Eventually finding myself in a quiet room nursing my precious baby asking myself, “What am I doing?” Why in the world did I have all of these kids? Why did I choose this life?
I remember the day very well that I made the switch from being a working mom to a full time stay at home mom. I couldn’t believe it; I was so excited to have days home with my kids. My husband and I prayed for this for what seemed forever. The first few weeks were amazing. I absolutely loved it. My husband loved it. My son loved it. My son was so happy that I could finally do school with him all day.
I would like to tell you that the honeymoon period never ended but that would be a lie. I began to feel worthless. All I did every day all day was clean up messes, do laundry, change children, cook, clean up some more, and do school. It was just a continuous cycle, and I found myself becoming very discontent.
I have a love-love relationship with food. I wouldn’t say I am gourmet or even adventurous with my food choices. But I do have comfort foods; lots of them! I eat when I’m happy, stressed, sad, and bored. I derive much happiness from food. Is this you? Read on my friend.
The last several months, I’ve been on a weight loss journey. My health odyssey of sorts. Coming up against my food problem has been difficult. No, downright hard. A few weeks into my journey life happened and stressful days ensued I wanted nothing more than to get myself a Mocha Moolatte plop down on the couch and watch some Biggest Loser. It’s true.
Oh dear mom. I remember the days when I had 3 kids under 3. I currently have five under the age of six and boy, do I know the struggle is real!
Friends, I have experienced homeschooling a high schooler, a middle schooler and two early elementary kids, while juggling the demands of a preschooler, toddler and a newborn. Let me be honest with you, this can be a very dark time.