The house is never clean, regardless of my constant circling.
The dishes are "soaking" (again).
How many people live here? Where do all these dishes come from?
Give the kid the phone so I can clean=guilt.
You shouldn't use technology as a baby sitter.
Get them to entertain themselves=guilt.
You work all day, play with your kids.
You work 40 hours a week, you use a baby sitter all week don't get one when you're home.
The children are whiny-you aren't tough enough on them.
The children are crying-you're going to raise emotionally calloused kids.
Sorry MOPS lady with your judgey stare and immediate dismissal
You meet during the day-Yes, I really do work.
I can't volunteer to the organizations near and dear to me.
I know in advance I'll have to cancel on them, guaranteed a kid will be sick or baby will need to eat.
How is it that I feel like I'm giving my all and my all is failing?
I'm exhausted with nothing to show for it.
It's all consuming and down right deprecating if I give it that power.
The guilt is my very own allowing; it's not the MOPs lady, the dishes, or societies fault.
I allowed guilt to tell me who I'm not and how I'm failing.
Our home doesn't define my worth as a woman.
Our children are happy, healthy, well-fed and deeply loved.
(One didn't sleep last night, but it doesn't phase her as much as it does me.)
Most importantly, they know how much God loves them even when mommy falls short.
The kids know that Daddy and Mommy love them so much, they work all week to provide for them.
My husband provides love, support, and fortitude.
He's the grit when I want to give up.
Too often I don't even give him the opportunity to help, I think it all has to be on my shoulders.
He's a rockstar husband and dad, I need to give him the chance to shine.
I'm not contributing fully to MOPs, my church, my community, etc. today, but it's not forever it's just for the foreseeable now.
My "tribe" needs my strength and attention: spiritually, mentally, emotionally, physically.
The deceiver says this season has to be lonely and exhausting.
Don't let that lie steal your joy in this moment, this month, or this year.
Allow Him to ordain your path and direct your efforts earnestly.