Have you ever thought about how we as mothers always hold everything together, from the kids, the housework, finances, and just the overall happiness of our homes and if you let go, it will all come tumbling down and you will break not to mention the house?
So yes, it’s just easier to mission on and hold everything together for everybody else. What happens if you don’t? Is our purpose to hold it all together, and if not, who are we?
Have we defined ourselves to be the glue of our homes? What if the glue bottle is at its end or let’s not tell anyone, empty!! How much more are we able to squeeze out before it’s… just… gone?
Since COVID hit the world with a wet sneeze, 2020 has been a disaster year for so many. Too many deaths, relatives and neighbors getting sick, homeschooling, and being stuck inside 24/7 with teenagers that are continuously bored or need to eat, and then I’m not even trying to imagine life with babies and toddlers in this trying time. When the majority of mothers are just trying to not lose their sanity and hold it all together.
I have however realized in the last 8 months that I am the glue that keeps my house together and as hard as it is to keep refilling that bottle and trust me it sometimes it is really sticky, it is not done by losing me but rather done by empowering myself to be a better version of me every day.
After asking myself who am I if not the glue, I realized that I am so much more.
I am all these things rolled into one, fuelled by coffee and wine and the occasional chocolate bar and I am not saying any of this is easy by no means. I have just realized that I can be all these and still be me. It’s hard for sure but I have started holding myself together too, I am my own glue.
We tend to live the lives of our family and forget to take the time to do what we wanted and loved before.
Scheduling time for yourself is so much easier said than done because once you are in a cycle of being responsible for everything and for everybody you’re the only one that can find a missing pair of jeans, fix the cell phone charger, pay the bills, clean the house and heaven forbid no one else can make lunch.
I refuse to feel guilty anymore, and on some level, we all know that our children and husbands aren’t the one’s making us feel guilty, we have to own that. So in owning that emotion, we need to change it from guilt to self-care and take responsibility for it.
My soul is happy and since I’ve put myself at the top of my to-do list I feel that taking care of myself IS taking care of my family.
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