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.
Recently, in conversation with an elderly friend, the question was asked, “What is one of the biggest things you have learned in all of your years of mothering and being a wife?”
She thought for a minute, and her response was, “I learned that I needed to wake up each morning and purpose to die to self that day: especially in the years of mothering. If I didn’t purpose to do this, things usually went awry.”
There is so much truth in that statement. I started to think about my daily interactions. What are things that anger me? Why do I get so frazzled? Why do I get overwhelmed?
Today my little two-year-old, who is still a bit of a mute, gave me the cutest little motion. A gesture that said, “come here mommy, sit down right beside me and put on Praise Baby so we can snuggle.” How in the world could I say no to that?
To be honest; there was a part of me that did say no. Because let’s be honest, mom, a two-year-old held captive watching a screen is a perfect time for me to get things done right? But at what cost?
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.
From 4 to 6pm my children turn into something that I do not recognize and without fail chaos ensues in our home. Witching Hour has arrived.
I don’t know if they are just tired, bored, or hungry, but in this whirlwind of crazy, I feel like I’m putting out fires at every turn. I know it’s coming, each and every day. Yet, I find myself just suffering through until Daddy walks in the door and I throw the children at him because I can’t take it anymore.