Yep, I said it…mommyin’ ain’t easy. You see that, I put that ridiculous word ‘aint’ along with ‘mommyin’ easy. Why? Because we don’t like to use the word ain’t and we definitely don’t like to admit that being a mommy doesn’t come easy! It doesn’t matter if you have 1 kid, 2 kids, 7 kids…we are all doing our best at this gig called mom.
I am the oldest of 6 kids. There are 5 girls and 1 boy. Let me tell you, I now visualize my mother as Wonder Woman…cape, boots, cool superhero suit and all of us 6 kids standing behind her cheering her for all she battled to get us through life. She not only raised 6 kids, but 4 of us as a single mother! Can I get a round of applause now? All mothers at some point along the journey have had a taste of what it feels like to be a single mom, rather you are actually single or not. My husband is a CPA, so I feel like at least one third of the year he is non-existing (until football season, but that is a completely different ballgame literally!)
Being a mother is so much more to having little people call you by the name ‘mommy/mom’. Your heart literally belongs to them as soon as you lay eyes on them for the first time. No matter what circumstances brought us into this wonderful world of motherhood, we all can acknowledge the pull and squeeze of our hearts when we put our eyes on our children. Just looking at them makes my heart skip a beat, no matter how much they are covered in dirt and orange cheetos. Once they have this control over our hearts, it is a sealed deal!
That love brings us to the difficulties of motherhood. We just love them so darn much, We will do anything to keep them safe, happy, obedient, and feeling loved. I didn’t truly understand the saying ‘I would give the shirt off my back..’ until I had kids. Don’t get me wrong, I care and love others before my kids, but it’s the vulnerability of them that has that extra push to do even more to protect them. So why is loving them, providing for them not easy? Let me remind you of the terrible 2’s (oh and 3’s, 4’s, 5’s….). They have no concept of the struggles us mom’s go through to keep everything in order.
You thought they wanted a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch? Nope, changed their mind after you placed the super cute, butterfly cutout sandwich in front of them. Like seriously big mistake in their eyes…cue extreme meltdown! But you were trying your best and did what they had requested. Yep, not happening these days. Going to the store for a fun family outing…did I just put the word fun with store and family outing?! Ha! It is more like a battle between you and wild animals that shouldn’t be released into the public. Now, don’t get me wrong here. There are times when we go to the store and it is absolutely amazing (hearing angelic choruses in the back of my mind when I think about those times).
These store trips only go chaotic when we insert our motherly obedience training, as in, using the word ‘No’ or speak in terms that relays a message of the word ‘No’.
‘No, you cannot have every single pack of Pokemons.’
‘Please put that bicycle back on the rack. You have one at home already.’
Then of course you have the usual duties of keeping the house straight, laundry washed/dried and sometimes put away as well as the cooking. I know some of these things are sometimes shared amongst spouses, but they are still lingering around to be checked off the list by someone. Before kids, shoot! It took me no time to get that list done! You add kids to the mix, different story. Oh wait! Didn’t you just clean that floor? Why is there juice spilled?! Oh and you folded the laundry? Ha! Think again! Let’s just say it is a little more difficult with kids and takes some extra time to complete.
On top of already trying to get the normal household duties complete, add in some extracurricular activities for an extra challenge why don’t you. Yep, you will learn to master the skills of a true taxi driver in no time! Well, I mean you have no choice but to master those skills. Try getting a 4 year old ready for a t-ball game around 5 o’clock when he’s playing with some cool plush pillow activity with his sister. All I am going to say is that it was difficult, tiring as if I was wrestling an ape, just so that we could at least make it to the game on time. Notice I said on time, arriving early doesn’t happen much these days. A little extra humor here…get home after his t-ball game and undressing him to put him in the bath. Little fabric squares from that plush pillow activity he was doing earlier fall out of his underwear. Hey, we made to the game on time though 😉
Although these beautiful little ones who call us mom make the word a tad bit more hectic (maybe even extremely chaotic at times), it all goes back to our love for them. We strive to be the best mothers we can be because we just love them so much. They are the reason we can call ourselves mother. If you are having one of those days where ‘mommyin’ ain’t easy’, remember it isn’t supposed to be! Oh and that someone, somewhere sees you as the superhero that you are!
Happy Mother’s Day!
