Mommas of littles, listen. You are doing important work! We know it. Yes, it feels like groundhog day a LOT. I know that almost everything you seem to accomplish is systematically UNdone within hours. I know
I also know there is a keen sense of creativity bounding around in your soul and untapped skills just churning inside you, nagging for a vent. I'm certainly not proposing the use of alphabet sponge stamps to make spirit wear for the church softball team. That might be weird.
But find something that brings you joy, or at least offers your brain and hands a good workout . . . a change of pace or a change of scenery, and then re-engage to keep going!
Plan, equip, serve and train those little rabble-rousers like the elite chief operations officer that you are! These are the rich years. I promise. You might have more resources in the future; that may be true.
But these little ones who relentlessly giggle and fight, who serenade you with original songs strummed on tennis rackets with soupspoons drumming on oatmeal containers; these impossibly adorable humans who learn new things every day, who beg to play in the mud, and then smell so delicious during bedtime prayers . . . they will be grown and even married before you can believe it.
I still can't believe it. Soak it in. Sow seeds wisely. Choose presence over perfection. Stay the course. I wholeheartedly believe you have what it takes!
-cdj💗
📷2002
