I love summer! I love that my husband has a few weeks off so we get to spend more time together as a family. I love all the seasonal fruits and vegetables. I love lounging by the pool, going to parks, roasting marshmallows over a campfire, and wearing flip flops (although living in California, I get to wear flip flops year-round)! And swimming has always been one of my favorite summer activities.
I grew up going to our family cottage as well as other beaches and spending all day in the water. But now that I have kids, gone are the days of mindlessly floating in the middle of the lake for hours. Instead, I usually have one baby in my arms and I’m close by the others who are still learning how to swim. Pool days are a little less relaxing and a lot more splashing!
The Deep End
It’s actually the very picture that sums up my life these days. As a mom, I’ve traded in my personal time and space for being called on at all hours of the day (and night) and being followed around by my littles. My time has become their time, and that’s a tough inner-battle to fight. I naturally want to give all of me to my husband and my children, but I also want to have enough left for myself. And it’s not a selfish thing to desire, but often guilt creeps in and makes it feel as if it is! If you’re like me, you know what I’m talking about.
But I can’t keep parenting from the deep end. I can’t allow myself to constantly feel as though I’m treading water as I attempt to keep up with our busy schedule.
You know the feeling? It’s exhausting having all your energy depleted as you make meals, do the dishes, grocery shop, keep up with laundry, make deadlines at work, schedule doctor appointments, plan birthday parties, respond to emails, return phone calls, save time to bathe the kids before bed, and so much more! And yet, what joy, if any, are we experiencing if that’s what our days have become? And even more, what joy are we sharing with our kids if all they see is the mom who has a strict agenda to keep?
I’m over here raising my hand right now because I know I am so guilty of this. I’m guilty of telling my son I’m looking at what he drew only to have my eyes on my phone. I’m guilty of standing in the kitchen triple-checking my to-do list instead of spending time on the floor with my baby. I’m guilty of turning the TV on for the boys so I can fold a load of laundry without little hands unfolding what I just finished folding. I’m guilty of yelling more times than I’d like to admit in a day because I’m taking my feelings of being overwhelmed out on my sons.
I’m sure we all go through seasons like this. And it’s so difficult to keep the guilt from turning to shame. But we can’t let ourselves go there. Allow yourself to have an off day, week, or season. Recognize it for what it is, give yourself some grace, and move on. But don’t let yourself get stuck in that place! Lean on your mom, sisters, or friends to help you through those times so that you don’t allow those seasons to define who you are as a mother.
When we returned from vacation a few weeks ago, I found myself in one of those seasons. I was trying to play catch up after being away for a few weeks, and my to-do list was growing by the second with grocery shopping, paying bills, and cleaning. Emotionally, I was down after leaving family and I found myself being very short with my boys. Unfortunately for them, my frustration was coming without much warning or explanation. At the end of the days, I was frustrated with myself for yelling throughout the day and not showing them much patience.
After sharing my frustrations with my husband, I decided I’d plan a fun day with them and not worry about my to-do list. Originally, I had planned to take them to the mall for Build-A-Bear’s “Pay Your Age Day,” but because that was a bust (luckily a woman in the mall parking lot told me not to even bother going in because of the long lines), I let them pick out a park to go to instead. Everyone was having fun at the park until I heard my two year-old crying going down the slide. I picked him up and held him until he started to relax. But when I went to set him down, he started crying even harder and wouldn’t put any weight on his injured leg. I knew immediately something wasn’t right. Long story short, the x-rays showed a spiral fracture in his leg and into a cast he went.
While having a toddler with a broken leg has created many challenges for our family, it’s also slowed us down. And frankly, we needed that right now. My husband is back at work, my oldest is about to start kindergarten, and we just needed to relax for a bit together and have fun! I’m not celebrating the injury, but I am celebrating the opportunity to slow our lives down and refocus our priorities. In these last 10 days, I’ve been able to snuggle with my two year-old so much! I’ve been able to help the older two boys be creative in finding games and activities to play with their injured brother. We’ve gone on more walks which is something I had been wanting to get back into.
Taking Hold of Him
Luckily it doesn’t always take something traumatic to pull us out of a rough season. Sometimes it’s something we read or a conversation we have. Other times it’s a song we hear or an event we experience. But in each circumstance I am confident that God is the orchestrator. He sees us in the seasons we are proud of as well as the seasons we feel guilty about. He sees us losing energy, treading water in the deep end as we try to do it all alone. And He throws us a float. God gracefully offers us a way out so that we can stand on firm ground, confident in who we are as a mother.
When we allow God room to work in our heart, we can fully experience the joy that comes from resting in Him. What better gift can we give our children than the gift of sharing the joy of the Lord with them? This comes by giving them our full attention when we say we’re listening, by having a good attitude about playing with them even when the timing is not ideal, by using a kind tone when we speak to them, and by loving them through their own daily battles.
I find that on the days when I choose to seek the Lord’s joy throughout the day, my sons are better behaved, I feel more energized, and everything else falls into place. It doesn’t mean the day is perfect or that my sons do no wrong. But it helps me see everything through a new lens and, therefore, find the beauty and good in each circumstance. I’m able to laugh more and love better.
A few years ago, someone shared this quote with me, “Let go of the day you planned and embrace the one you’ve been given.” What a wonderful change in perspective not only for a particular day, but also for particular seasons of life that aren’t going quite as we envisioned! My prayer is that we can all recognize where we are in this season and make necessary changes to allow God’s joy to overflow in us and radiate to others!
Let’s raise His Mighty Warriors TOGETHER!