The other day a close friend of mine shared a blog post I’d written a couple of years back. As I read it I was reminded of how at that time I was feeling guilty about so many aspects of motherhood, I could almost sense those feelings of struggle and striving again. Those “what if” questions and worries that we can all face at some point. Yet as I read the post it hit me, I don’t feel like that anymore, not at all. Those struggles I had are over and a new enjoyment of motherhood has come. It isn’t the potential to worry that has changed, that will always be there, but I had.
I’ll never forget that first time we brought our son home from hospital when he was just two days old. To be honest we probably left prematurely. I felt sick and in pain the whole journey home and yet I sat in the backseat of our little car just to keep a close eye on my beautiful boy, to check he was still breathing. I’d been around children for years, so felt like motherhood would be easy, but honestly, I felt overwhelmed. If only I knew then what I know now.
With constant demands and pressure today it’s no wonder so many of us get burnt out, stressed or exhausted. I see so many mums who are desperately trying to keep up with the demands of doing it all and yet feel overwhelmed or have lost peace – I know I’ve been there at times! But once that happens, how do we get it back again? How do we learn to live in joy and peace rather than fear?
I wonder right now how many people have lost hope. Perhaps you’ve been through something awful, maybe there’s something you’re pursuing that hasn’t yet turned out as you wanted, or maybe you’re just disappointed. Disappointed by life, let down by the way some things have turned out and feeling hopeless. What can you do?
Perhaps you’ve prayed. Maybe you’ve cried out to God a hundred times asking for Him to change something and yet nothing has. Maybe you don’t even believe in God.
I’m sure most parents would agree that expressing how much we love our children is of utmost importance. Letting them know that we value them and love them undoubtedly gives them a huge sense of identity. But the question perhaps isn’t so much do they know they are loved, but more do they know why they are loved.