Thoughts On Motherhood
This week has been fraught with challenges. I ‘ve whipped through the days, spinning my wheels, running red lights and scowling at myself in the rear view mirror for my disgraceful demeanor–cursing my every failure as a mom. Plenty of days I wonder how on earth I ended up here, with four kids to care for, and I think that God must have confused me with someone else, someone with more grace.
Some weeks, like this one, I think, I am not cut out for this job. I don’t know how to do it right and I make so many mistakes. But motherhood isn’t a job. Motherhood holds no closing hours nor is there a punch clock for the day to begin. Mothers rise and set not by the sun, but by the rhythm and needs of her children. Some weeks the days bleed steady into each other offering no distinct separation from one harried moment to the next.–
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