At 23 I became a mom!
One of the sweetest moments of my life! And I was going to be the best mom ever! I failed at that about 2 weeks into motherhood. Failed is such a harsh word, but that’s what I’ve felt a time or two in this whole role of mother.
I concur with Lysa TerKeurst who writes, “There is a gap between my desires and my reality.”
Today I as I read her devotion over at P31, I was encouraged to take a pledge.
It’s almost Mother’s Day. Let’s take the pledge that Lysa has issued. Let’s join together as moms and build each other up instead of tearing each other down!
Let me just remove the mask and be real with you just a moment:
I’ve yelled. I’ve screamed. I’ve lost it a time of two with my children. I’ve punished too hard, I’ve overlooked things that required punishment. I’ve fed my kids junk food, let them watch too much TV. I’ve left them at school. I’ve forgotten things of importance and I could go on, but really, must I? You get the picture.
But here’s the thing:
I am desperately trying to do this thing right and
I remember the moms who have walked with me and built me up along the way.
The mom that was available for every breastfeeding question I had. Thank you, Cheri.
The mom who walked by me with a stroller in her hand talking out the tough stuff. Thank you, Elisabeth.
The mom who made the trips to the pumpkin farms, state fairs, festivals and beaches so we could have awesome memories. Thank you, Melanie.
The mom who sat at the duck pond, after we gathered stale bread and cheese, just to get me out of the house and keep me from going crazy. Thank you, Renee.
And if I keep going I am sure to leave someone out so I will stop there and just say to all the moms out there who have built me up, Thank you!
Can you remember a mom that built you up? Let’s take the pledge and be that mom to someone else and then let’s say thank you to the one’s that are living that out loud to us!
19 years of being a mom and I’m still not the best mom ever.
But for 19 years I have loved the best I could.
Held them tight when they were scared, sick or hurting. Kissed the boo-boo’s, tied the shoelaces, watched them grow from wee little one’s into great big smelly teenagers. (Well I must be real here…we all are smelly sometime!) Prayed for them all along the way.
And I am so very thankful for those who have loved, encouraged, and lifted me up. For those who have prayed, celebrated, laughed and cried with me through this beautiful, frightening journey we call motherhood.
May we build one another up!
Encourage one another daily!
Pray for one another continually!
Let’s take Lysa’s pledge!
Happy Mother’s Day!