Enhanced – read by the author
with
Ashley Wiggers
Sometimes I struggle with having joy in my motherhood journey. With three fairly young kiddos, there are so many needs to be met and so many meltdowns to navigate. It’s a trade-off though, isn’t it? You look forward to your children being able to do more and whine less, but you trade that for some of the hilarious cuteness and childlike sweetness. I’ve been writing down the things Jack (who’s four) says in particular lately because I don’t want to forget them. For instance, we were walking past some stores the other day and one was closed with a security gate in front of it. Jack looked at me with a questioning face, “Is that jail?”
One morning, I was spending a few minutes on the back porch where I like to soak in the sights and sounds of the day and sip on some coffee before “kid o’clock.” I was feeling tired and not up to the whole mom gig that day. So I started a dialogue with the Lord about this and how sometimes I feel like motherhood is just happening to me and I’m that little hamster on the wheel who slipped and keeps getting hit over and over again. If you all haven’t seen that, Google can help, and it will make you smile.
Curator of Adventures
Activity Preparer
Faith Inspirer
Destiny Cultivator
Beauty Inviter
Wooer of Learning
Heart Nurturer
Creativity Encourager
Relational Guide
Nature Lover
MOM
This has really helped me picture the type of mom I want to be, or really, the one I am meant to be.
In the mornings that followed, I sat with my coffee during the quiet moments leading up to that kid o’clock, thinking about who God created me to be. I thought about the titles He dropped in my heart and with joy, I could step into them knowing this is who I am and God will empower me to walk in it. Now, motherhood wasn’t just happening to me and dragging me along. I was the one setting the tone and taking hold of my role in the day.
So what kind of mom or dad are you? What do you love that you are passing on to your kids? It’s there for a reason and in order to protect ourselves from the trap of comparison we need to embrace our momentity—or if you’re a dad, your dadentity.