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A Little Encouragement

This pregnancy has been hard. I do not want sympathy, I am not asking for pity. I put myself in this position literally and figuratively. I am owning that. I am simply saying to all the mothers out there, whether you have one or ten, having kids is hard.

I have reached my limit where we are in survival mode. With my other pregnancies, I could still pull myself together the majority of the time. Now just putting on pants is hard. The whole process of having to find a clean pair, and take off my pajamas, and actually put one leg at a time into them is hard.

The baby ate dried flies off the windowsill the other day. The four year old got stitches. The kindergartener had to bring me crackers because I was too sick to get up. My mom and sister folded my laundry while visiting. My bedroom looks like my closet threw up.

A wonderful person complimented me the other day on how well I handle motherhood, and I nearly burst into tears. Because it is so hard.

Don't listen to that little voice that tells you there are people out there doing it better. They aren't, they might be doing it different, but they aren't any better at it than you.

To all the mothers out there, you are awesome. I just wanted you to hear that today. You are a rockstar. If you got out of bed this morning and fed your children today, way to go! If you went to work and breathed a sigh of relief to be free from the whining, breathe it up! If you called in sick just to spend a little extra time with your babies, you are amazing! If you locked yourself in the bathroom for quiet time, I commend you. If you cried in the closet, I feel for you.

If your kids colored each others bodies with markers, including their butt cracks, you can do this. If your daughter started slamming doors, you are a wonderful mother. If your toddler learned to flush things down the toilet, we've all been there.

Being a mom is hard. Ask your mother, ask your grandmother, ask the first woman you see at the grocery store. We are in this together and sometimes all we need to hear is that it's all going to be ok.

Tell your babies you love them. Everything else will work itself out.

It's Wednesday dear friends, which means nothing as mothers, we don't get days off and even when we are away from our children, they are the first thing on our mind. But you were lucky enough to wake up today and face another day, so hold your head up high, dust the goldfish crumbs off your backside and know that you are not alone.

We can do this.




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  1. Love, hugs, and many-many-many hang in theres!!!! I only had TWO, and I related to your comments here. Reach out to friends and family. You are AWESOME. :)

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    1. I am so lucky to have a great support system or I would be lost! Enjoyed your visit so much, wish it hadn't ended on such a low note. We'll have to get together in the summer time next time, not so much sickness :)

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