Hey there friends!
I have missed you guys!! This past month or so has been slammed full of summer fun for us, and I hope it has been for you too! We had friends and family visit, a week of youth camp, and finally our family vacation. It’s been a blast, but has kept me busy and away from you!
I have a lot that I want to update you on but won’t be able to cram it all into one post. So, in this post, I’m going to share one of my biggest struggles in hopes that it encourages you. Before we get there, we have to go a ways back…
When I was a freshman in high school, God totally wrecked my life. I was a lost girl who was searching for love and purpose in things that would never fulfill me, and I was royally screwing up my life in the process. Jesus found me in the middle of my hurt and brokenness and changed me. He gave me hope. He gave me a purpose greater than fulfilling my selfish desires.
From that moment on, I lived my life completely for Him. I jumped all in and started serving in our youth ministry. I couldn’t get enough! I was involved in anything and everything. I went to camps, was called into ministry, went on missions trips, served anywhere and everywhere there was a need. I loved every minute of it! I poured myself out for our youth ministry, and it became my passion.
Fast forward a few years when I fell in love with my best friend. (I’ll share this story another time) I enjoyed every moment I was able to spend with him, and I still do! He was a pastor’s kid who spent time running from his calling, but was now on the path to becoming a pastor himself. It was a dream come true! I would be able to be involved in ministry alongside my awesome, Jesus loving hubby!
After being married for 4 years, we became pregnant with our first child, Jaxon. We were also transitioning to our first youth pastor position. I could not be more excited about beginning this new journey as youth pastors and as parents. These were two of my biggest dreams coming true!! I was stoked!
Have you ever expected something to turn out one way, only to find yourself in a completely different reality? I had this vision of being a beaming, wonderful, carefree mom- after all, I had four younger siblings I helped raise – this being my pre”children of my own” thinking. I thought I would nail this momming thing. I was obviously very naive and had no idea how hard it was going to be.
Needless to say, I had a really hard time transitioning into motherhood. Did I love Jaxon with all my heart? Of course! Did I love being his mom? Absolutely! But, man! Motherhood is stinking hard! Sometimes, I think the most difficult part is letting go of the way you thought things were going to be. It’s hard letting go of your expectations and dreams of how you thought things were going to go and come to terms with your reality. This is something I continue to learn and battle daily.
I imagined every day being beautiful and magical with this precious and perfect baby boy and that it would all come so easy and naturally to me, but it didn’t. My days had beautiful and magical moments but they also had hard and lonely moments. I was lost and feeling like I had failed as a mom because I didn’t enjoy every single second of it. Some days I missed my old life. I missed my freedom. I missed “me” time. I missed having alone time with my hubby.
I never realized how selfish I was until I became a mom.
** I have to pause here to say, if you have mom friends in your life who come alongside you and cheer you on in your good and bad moments, you are incredibly blessed. If you don’t have mom friends like this, I totally feel you! I went through the first two years of motherhood alone and clueless. I had access to a couple really great moms, but I didn’t utilize those friendships like I should have.
If you are struggling as a mom, find mom friends who can invest in you and help you along the way, and be that kind of friend to others! I never realized how priceless this was until I was surrounded by INCREDIBLE, I mean, FANTASTIC mommies that have taken me under their wings and encouraged me on hard days. They encourage me without judgment and that is priceless. Be that mom, friend!***
I thought that because I had a hard time transitioning to being a mother and because I missed how things used to be, that it made me a bad mom. I really beat myself up and struggled with a lot of guilt. I still struggle with guilt some days. But- now I know the importance of saving some time for me just to be me and be by myself. I have to remind myself constantly who I am and that being a mom doesn’t cancel that out.
Mom out there, who feels like she is constantly coming up short, who feels alone and missing out, who feels stuck in her day to day like you’re never going to have fun again, take a moment and breathe. Acknowledge all those feelings you are having. Soak them in. Then, give them to God. Let Him carry all the worry, anxiety, fear of what could happen or might happen, fear of you not doing a good enough job, and rest in knowing you are CHOSEN. You are chosen for this season and you are going to be okay.
There are many days when I still have a hard time transitioning to motherhood. I think back on the girl I used to be. The one with crazy hair, a zeal for life, always dreaming, and I wonder where she is. It is so easy to get so caught up in taking care of everyone else that we forget that WE are CALLED, we are CHOSEN, we have GREAT things in store, we have dreams that have yet to be dreamt, and that the best is ahead of us.
So today, spend some time with the Lord. Ask Him to place those dreams and desires back in your heart, that spark back in your eyes, and dwell in who He has called you to be!
Let’s take on this life together! 💕