A collection of my real life mom notes.
I will remember that motherhood is a beautiful gift. I will especially remember this at 8:05 am after my world has turned to crazy chaos and I’ve realized a shower won’t happen again today.
I will remember that whenever someone tells me that this is just a season that some seasons involve runny noses, throw up, potty training accidents, spilled milk, skinned knees, and many things that do not have to be favorite moments.
I will master steering the gigantic cart at Target and will be able to make turns with great ease and skill while holding onto my phone and an iced latte from Starbucks while quickly perusing the clearance endcaps.
I will give up and throw out the lone socks after six months.
I will think of library fines as my contribution to keeping the library in business.
I will not judge other moms.
I will keep all paper products in stock at all times.
I will not be ashamed that I don’t use coupons. And I will celebrate the one time I do have one to hand to the cashier even if it was one stuck to the product that I was buying and I just had to peel it off. It still counts.
I will never label myself as “just a mom” and if I do I will read why being mom is enough.
I will keep artwork for just a bit and then will maybe take a picture and then will be willing to let it go.
I will remember to not purchase the red colored gatorade or pedialyte when my children have the stomach flu. In fact, I will stock up on clear gatorade or pedialyte for those very unfortunate moments in life. And I will remember that holding puke bucket and comforting a sick child are moments that deeply matter as they are truly giving of self.
I will not judge the interior of my vehicle with the interior of another mom’s vehicle. I will instead embrace the wrappers, smooshed up fries between the seats, and stains on the windows as a badge of motherhood.
I will remember to smile at other mothers. To extend a hand, offer help, and to be a friend. Not a critic.
I will remember that when someone says to me whoa! you have your hands full! that most often they are trying to compliment me. And I will reply that yes my hands are very full. And smile.
I will remember that every single lane at Target has toys at the convenient level of my toddlers and on the reverse side magazines that I’d prefer their eyes not see. So I will learn the skill of the redirect and try to keep them focused forward at all times. Or else deal with the never ending barrage of questions asking for teeny Petshops or Lego sets conveniently priced under $5 or why there are pictures of girls in their underwear.
I will learn to slow down and see the world like my children do. I will celebrate the ants on the sidewalks, the paint on the table, the sun setting, the dog barking, the tower of legos, and all those ordinary moments that my children find as extraordinary.
I will always thank the baristas at Starbucks. Always.
I will remember that leftovers put in the fridge will more than likely not be eaten and that sometimes it is perfectly acceptable to throw away the tupperware holding the science experiment with mold inside.
I will learn the art of sleeping with toddlers that rotate like clocks in bed, with children who wake up with bad dreams, with kids that wake up for thunderstorms, and any other distraction that keeps one from sleeping.
I will learn to balance my yes and no answers. Sometimes. Maybe.
I will always determine the order for everyone in the car before proceeding to the drivethru lane. Let me repeat that – I will determine the order before pulling up to the menu and then stumbling through an order and dealing with shouting children from the back of the vehicle begging for the cool meals.
I will learn to love the little things. Even if those little things are just ordinary things.
I will learn to give myself grace for all the times when I mess up. Because they will happen, but they don’t have to define me or my day or my motherhood. Mess up moments teach me about life. They make me stronger. And make me realize that taking everyone to the grocery store while everyone is hungry is never a good idea.
I will be grateful for technology. Let’s face it – iphones and smart phones are amazing. And Netflix? It’s a gift.
I will learn to keep an emergency stash of chocolate, or coffee, or licorice, or anything that would constitute a good emergency stash of something hidden in my home. And I will raid it when needed without guilt.
I will not be afraid to be myself. I will live boldly. I will remember that comparing can eat away at joy.
I will not compare my middle of my story with someone’s beginning of their story or their end of the story.
I will try to remember that motherhood is a gift. But, I will forget, and that is okay. And sometimes it might feel like spinning in a circle over and over and over again. But, deep down, deep down when they’re sleeping at night I will allow myself that moment to breathe deep and feel gratitude for this journey.
I will live finding joy. In living a life that knows that joy isn’t dependent upon perfection, but on the heart.
I will tell my children I love them.
I will be proud of what I do.
I will celebrate motherhood.
In the midst of an ordinary, and yet extraordinary life.
Motherhood matters. I matter.
**** What are your real life mom notes? ****
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You have no idea how much I needed to read this today! Thank you for your honesty & sharing with us.
Btw, I’m pretty sure my family singly handedly funded the new addition to the library.. just waiting to see if they put our name on a plaque. 😉
I really needed this! Would you mind if i wrote this list on notecards for myself? I would love to use it as something to keep in my purse and reflect on when it gets tough.
Thank you for this! It’s a mantra I should read daily! I am a Mom of 4. My kids range from 20 to 7. I don’t clip coupons, I suck at driving the big cart at Target and I can’t get myself to throw out kids art. Showers? I take them at midnight or 6 am which ever is the most quiet time. Sleep? I haven’t done that in years. Thanks for sharing! You are a GREAT Mom!
:^O How can you do that?
How can you list everything that I do and go through?! I feel “so not alone” now! *smile*
Life feels just a little bit brighter because one mom shares the beauty and chaos of mamahood. Love that about you!
Your blog is exactly what I needed. It honestly answered a prayer, as I was just thinking being a Mom wasn’t enough last night.
Thank you so, so much.
This list is fabulous! A great reminder-especially on those tough mom days that we all have. Love every one of them, especially the one about helping other moms instead of being critics. Thank you for sharing! I also have a blog http://www.beautifullifemadeeasy.blogspot.ca where I write about motherhood (the great times and the tough times) and I am always so inspired by your words when my 2 little ones become overwhelming to me. Thank you!!
Such a great list of reminders! Being a Mom, IS enough, despite all that the “others” say or try to make us believe about ourselves and other moms.
Now, the trick is to remember at least one of these on those inevitable tough days 🙂
Wow Rachel, this was a good one! They are all good, really, so what was this? Honest, real, funny, accepting, honest, real, heartfelt and encouraging, and honest and so described the path we are all on, Thank you again.
So much of this brought back so many memories…
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Psalms 69:1-3, 13 Save me, O God; for the waters are come in unto my soul. I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me. I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God…But as for me, my prayer is unto thee, O LORD, in an acceptable time: O God, in the multitude of thy mercy hear me, in the truth of thy salvation.
This is amazing! I love, love this post, and your perspective!
Thanks everyone for your kind words about this list. It was easy to write – it was me just being real. I mean seriously, who ever thought that red colored anything would be good to give to a child that is puking? Hahah!
Motherhood matters. I appreciate each of your kind words.
Know that I’m always praying!
Psalms 70:1, 4-5 Make haste, O God, to deliver me; make haste to help me, O LORD. (4-5) Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee: and let such as love thy salvation say continually, Let God be magnified. But I am poor and needy: make haste unto me, O God: thou art my help and my deliverer; O LORD, make no tarrying.
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Love Love Love your beautiful words!!
Know that you’re always in my thoughts and prayers! Extra prayers for your trip!
Romans 5:1-4 Therefore being justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ: By whom also we have access by faith into this grace wherein we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God. And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience; And patience, experience; and experience, hope:
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I love the emphasis you place on just being human—and being happy with that. Well said.
Love it<3<3! Thank you:)!
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These are great motherhood notes! I love each of them, for they are so true in their mothering time if life-ness.
A big nite for me right now: I will cherish the quiet alone time I get no matter how infrequently. I will cherish the moments Baby Boy wants only me and I want only to get away our be left alone. 🙂
I’m exhausted just READING your daily list, lol…. Haven’t got children at home any longer and can’t talk about ‘drive through meals’ as we didn’t (and don’t) have that when I was ‘a mom’ but with all the rest, I can…. wonderful how you deal with your family’s needs and your own’s. LOVE this post – Wishing you (at least) ONE night of undisturbed sleep and strong nerves. Thank You
Beautifully written. May I add one please? I will remember when my 13 yo calls me crying from school because someone was mean to her exactly how hard it was to be in middle school and to be 13 and have more sympathy. While it just seems like annoying drama to me it is her finding her way and my patience is the key to helping her grow.
I struggle with those days. I struggle to remember how hard it was to find out who you are and what you want and that 9 times out of 10 a teens tears are frustration at the discovery process. I will enjoy the smiles, the hugs and the kisses even more because sometimes they can be days apart.