“It gets better.”
How many times have you heard this?
“Enjoy it while they’re little.”
How about that one?
“The mess can wait.”
That’s my favorite one. The mess can wait.
It’s supposed to give comfort for the mom who’s struggling to keep it all together. But it’s just a reminder that when those babies go to sleep for the night, that ugly mess is still going to be there. Waiting.
The laundry is still going to need folded. The sink will still be full of dishes. The counters will still be cluttered with mail and toys will still be all over the living room. Waiting.
It brings no comfort to know that it will all be waiting for me. It brings no comfort to hear that it gets better, because it’s not better now. It offers no proof or reason.
When you feel you’re completely failing as a wife and mother because you can’t even get a healthy meal on the table.
When you feel so broken because you’re exhausted and short with your husband and it’s straining your marriage.
When you feel incredibly guilty for wanting to lock yourself in the bathroom just for a moment away from your children. The children who only want all your love and affection. The little mess makers who love you with all their heart, in the most obnoxious way possible sometimes.
When you feel this is not the life God has called you to. You’re hurting and damaged and feeling so broken.
I see you, momma. I know you.
I am you.
But, it gets better.
“who stilled the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the turmoil of the nations.”
Psalm 65:7 NIV
Let God calm your soul as he does the seas. Let Him ease the turmoil of your heart as he does the nations.
Be present. Be where you are. Start where you are.
Realize that it’s all bigger than you! Take a moment to yourself and be alone with God. Seek Him and you will find his will for your life.
“So don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.”
Matthew 10:31 NIV
Take heart. Be calm. Breath. Rest. Do not be anxious. God loves you and He will provide. Always.
And, Mama, YOU were meant to bloom.