Dear Discouraged Mom,
You are not alone.
We see you.
We know it feels like you’re abandoned, but we promise you, you are seen.
We saw how you got up extra early to spend a few minutes alone but were quickly interrupted by the pattering of footed-pajamaed feet. We sighed in unison, friend.
How can we be so lonely and so over touched at the same time?
We don’t know, either, momma, but we’re with you.
We’re with you at 10am when you are not sure you can take another second inside the walls of your house, but the energy it takes to wrangle your littles to go anywhere is more than your sleep-deprived self can handle today.
We feel you.
We feel that guilt welling up inside when you wonder if you are enough. You look around at all of your blessings and just see chaos and mess. And you are fairly certain that you are supposed to be the one to contain it all. Yeah, We feel that guilt, too.
You’re not alone in your frustrations.
Why can’t they listen?
Why doesn’t your husband’s job care that he has a family?
When will I get to shower?
Why all the whining?
Why don’t they sleep?
Why must they eat, wear clothes and make messes every.single.day?
We hear you.
We hear you as your comfort boo-boos, correct the same button-pushing preschooler for the hundredth time and sing those silly Veggie Tale songs with your littles. You are heard.
And while we might not be right there next to you, know that just a couple houses down and on the other side of the world, there is a group of women right there with you. We see, feel and hear your struggle, momma.
And we want to tell you this one thing:
You are doing a great job.
All the exhausted, yoga pant wearing, messy mommas
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