I have been thinking about all the Mamas today-- waiting mamas, mamas to be, new mamas, mamas helping children of trauma, mamas adjusting to changes as their kiddos get older, mamas at home with their kiddos for the summer. I had one of the worst-ever trips to the grocery store with my 3 kiddos today. It rivaled taking the 3 of them when they were 5, 3 and 1, it was that bad. I was longing for the days there was a "naptime". It is one of those days I want to plop down somewhere with a big bag of cookies and wonder where I went wrong. But you know what-- I didn't go wrong. Bad days happen. It really bites when they do, but no matter how much we hoped for our children we are not perfect, neither are they and so it only goes to say that our days won't always be either. As I grumbled my way out of the grocery parking lot today I thought about the time I waited for each of these 3 precious lil people. I wondered what was wrong with me then, too. We spend too much time "emptying our own buckets"-- so today-- let me fill yours, ladies. You are awesome, you are strong, you are beautifully imperfect because life would be boring if you weren't and you would not be exactly who YOU are! I challenge you today, to embrace your "FULL BUCKET"-- do not empty it. Add to it yourself. You deserve it.
I first wrote the paragraph above, last summer. It still applies- but I would like to invite the guys in to the conversation too as I add to my original challenge.
This summer we people at my house have all continued to be "works in progress". We all are. Whether you are dealing with toddler tantrums or issues much more difficult- it is no less true. I was adopted, you know, and I did not expect my mother to be perfect (though to me, she always was no matter how many times she burned the biscuits or fussed at me about where I parked my bike). I do not expect perfection out of my children either, but I do expect kindness- something that can quickly be lost with 3 of them in close quarters for summer break so we are now working on KINDNESS at home and it starts with me. The words I choose, The tone. How I speak to others and how I speak to MYSELF. We can often be most unkind not only to those we know will never leave us or will always love us (I wish I could say sorry to my sweet mama for those teen angst years! Agggh! prom dress shopping.- I digress) But the person we are often most unkind to is our self. Be kind to yourself. Be gentle with your words- not only to your children but to yourself. Fill that bucket! You will ALL be better for it.