
Sometimes I forget how long it’s been since I’ve had littles. You know- little babies, little toddlers, little elementary school kiddos. Littles. It’s been a while. This picture was taken when my youngest turned 1- 11 years ago! All mine are over 10 now and they can wipe their own faces, pee without oversight, and put themselves in bed (maybe more importantly- back in bed!). Halle-freaking-luia!
A few weeks ago I had a lovely conversation with my little sister, Robin. She has 4 littles and is a wonderful mother. After we talked, I was thinking about the load a young mother carries and wondered what I could do to support her. The thought came to my mind, “Tell this mother she is loved.” I thought how important it is for young mothers to know they are loved, and that their sacrifices don’t go unnoticed. I thought of how the excitement and fulfillment and joy of this motherhood stage happens during this time when our souls are stretched often way past capacity and we are often exhausted. It’s both.
I didn’t want to paint a picture of “motherhood is so much work, so hard and exhausting”- because I think that doesn’t represent the joy and delight of this stage. But I did want to be honest about the challenges that come with the little ones, and to send the message that Mom’s needs matter too, and there are moments when we as Moms can stop and breathe and do something to care for ourselves. After all, we are not alone in this most important work.
This song is dedicated to Robin Perry- Love ya, Sis!
Love
Laur