So far this week I’ve confessed to you I don’t read the Bible near as much as I should, my motherhood failures and what I do when I don’t know how to be a mother. As I mentioned, one of my failures is yelling. I am working on hard to change this, but my natural reaction when I get stressed is yelling. It isn’t healthy for me or my children, and truth be told…my voice is starting to show the effects.
Surely there are times in your day or week when you’ve lost it. When the kids have literally gotten on your last nerve and you have nothing left. All you want to do is scream, pull out your hair and run for the hills. You’re at your wit’s end.
Please tell me I’m not the only one.
Being patient has never been a strong suit of mine, especially with my own children. I usually do pretty well with other children, but my own – they know how and what buttons to push. And they push them over and over and over.
So how do you do it? How do you continue being a mother, when these little blessings are gnawing at you and eating away at your patience day after day?
Kneel in prayer
Yes, I say this all the time. But when I am at my wit’s end, prayer has to be my first defense. If I am not going to the One who gives patience, how do I expect to get it? Spending time in prayer each day and throughout the day as stress tries to creep back in helps refocus me on Him, rather than the issues at hand. After spending time in prayer, the problems usually seem much smaller than I originally thought and now, suddenly, much more manageable.
I find that spending one-on-one time with each of my children is so important. It helps me not only understand each of them separately, but also get to know their individual personalities. Knowing what makes each of children tick, changes how I react to them and situations in which they are involved.
Take the time to slow down. Take a day off here and there and not just on Saturdays when your husband may be home. Take a day off from the normal, daily grind of homeschooling, chores and being at home. Take a day-trip to a close destination. Spend the day at the park with your children and pack a picnic lunch. Do something that reminds you of the blessing of motherhood and not just the daily trials.
Please don’t think I share these things because I am the perfect wife and mother. I Am Not. I am a flawed human being, saved by grace. It has taken me nearly 12 years to figure this much out and I am learning daily…and sometimes hourly. Some days I sit and wallow, but thankfully with good friends and my new Bible Reading Plan, those days are fewer and farther between.