I love being a mom, but there are some days in which the needs feel constant. Diapers to change, groceries to buy (if we could ever find everyone’s shoes and get out the door!), meals to prepare, dishes to wash, boo-boos to kiss, quarrels to mediate, homework to help with, lost toys to find, stories to read, and more questions than you ever answered in your life. The questions, in particular, wear me out.
When are we going to…? Where is my…? What are we having for dinner? Can I have a….?
And at the store…
Can we get yogurt? Can we get cookies? Can we get ice cream? Can I get my own pack of gum?
And someone will invariably comment (as one of the boys dances around the cart and one of them jumps backwards down the aisle and one of them runs into the shelf with the stroller), “Wow, you have your hands full!”
Yes, we do.
Our hands are very, very full.
But thankfully, grocery store commenter, children are more than just little work generators. They are not merely mess-producing machines that run around our house and ruin everything. If they were, we would have stopped after one. Or maybe had none at all!
But we don’t just get poopy diapers. We also get baby kisses. And first words.
We get pre-teen moods and long conversations about difficult issues. But we also get glimpses of a boy turning into a man.
We are tired because we get to stay up late putting together a play kitchen so that the birthday girl can see it when she comes down in the morning.
We are tired because this same little girl was up from 11:00 p.m. until after 1:00 a.m. the other night because she was uncomfortable with some unknown issue. We snuggled and read books on the couch. And the next morning, Daddy and I were both VERY TIRED but we know that there are a lot of people who long for children and would give anything to be this kind of tired.
We are tired because we watched our son play a soccer double-header.
We are tired from the endless laundry – evidence of the fact that we have plenty of clothes to wear, and that we are healthy and can play outside in the dirt.
We wipe a lot of faces and wash a lot of dishes because we have the privilege of having food to eat and enjoy.
(And sometimes, we get to go out to eat!)
Our days are full. We don’t have a lot of time for mindless reading, sitting and relaxing, or watching TV. But what’s TV when you have baby giggles?
Yes, these five people wear me completely out some days.
But even though my eyes glaze over at night after they are in bed and I struggle to stay awake in the doctor’s waiting room (because I never sit down for that long!)…
I’d say it’s a privilege to be tired.
Happy Mother’s Day, my dear fellow moms! (And I hope that your family gives you time for a nap!)