It’s Mother’s Day friends and I am hitting publish on a subject that has been on my mind for some time.
I woke up at 1:30am to a baby with 101.4 temperature.
I have snot on my shirt and I haven’t showered today.
I didn’t get any fancy meals or presents.
But I was covered in more hugs and kisses than I could count.
You know why? Because this is my season. A season with small kiddos, running a business, and trying my best to brush my teeth so I can kiss my husband on the semi-regular.
Moms. This season is not easy.
I drive a minivan for heavens sake.
And I love it.
Like- I don’t like riding in any other car better than my van – love it that much.
It’s almost next to impossible to find 3 hours every 10 weeks to get my hair cut and colored. I needed a haircut so badly in this picture that I’m pretty sure I am headed to heaven with the size of my weave.
My nails aren’t painted.
And I am wearing a black bra despite the fact it was more than obviously showing through my shirt in person.
I rarely get to sit down to eat.
Or complete a sentence.
Or watch a movie.
If someone is sick, a babysitter’s schedule changes, my assistant can’t come in, or my husband has to work late, then my delicately balanced work schedule gets thrown in the toilet.
I have to say “no” to more opportunities then I get to say “yes” to.
When I was interviewed to have a television show about my business my first thought was not excitement, but worry. How would I manage a TV show and raising my kids?
I see other business owners with older kids and I start feeling like I am failing.
I worry the amount of time I can put into my business isn’t enough.
I’m afraid that my kids feel like a burden as I ask them to play together while I get some work done.
And just when I think I have mastered the juggling act of my business not running ME, then I get reminded my #1 job is to be a wife and a mother.
Those reminders come in the form of a child being diagnosed with a learning disability.
Or a husband that hasn’t had a home cooked meal all week.
Or a baby that just pulled a steak knife out of the dishwasher and has been walking around the house with it while I finish writing a blog post.
Those reminders make me stop and realize that I will one day look back at this time in our family as “the good old days”.
I know I will weep for the day when my boys need me so badly I can’t focus on anything else.
There are so many benefits to running my business alongside my kids. I mean, who get’s to make an ugly Christmas sweater for their baby as a job?
I am certain this picture will make it in his High School Senior slideshow. And he will be glad to know he was Pinterest famous the Christmas of 2015. I am sure Pinterest will be like the phonebook by the time he graduates but we all still get a good giggle out of it.
I also get to show my kids the value of working for what you want.
I pray that they learn a great work ethic and a love for the Lord will take you farther than you could ever imagine.
Do I get discouraged sometimes? Yes.
But I refuse to let what Facebook, Pinterest, or other businesses, be a reflection of what my life should look like right now. This season is messy, chaotic, wonderful, and filled with more love than I could ever imagine.
I am more afraid I will look back at these years and realize the burden of worry took every bit of joy that was right before me.
Mommin’ ain’t easy friends. Whatever your season of life is, I pray that you choose to embrace it.
Happy Mother’s Day dear friends.
Wipe that booger off your shirt and give yourself a pat on the back.