Let’s talk parenthood. Real. Raw. Parenthood. Thanks to social media, we are bombarded by picture perfect family photos. I’m guilty of this myself. The pretty, posed pictures of happy children and well rested parents all wearing clean, pressed clothes (or fresh from the dryer in our case because who has time for an iron?!).
But, I think it’s important that we are honest with one another. Not every moment is picturesque. Most of the moments in our family are far from it. Laundry piled up. Toys scattered all over the floor. A mom bun with entirely too much dry shampoo because when was the last time I took a shower??
I’m currently 25 weeks pregnant and I stay at home with soon to be 3 year old twin girls. I’m a hot mess most of the time and God bless my sweet, understanding husband. I’m not the mom who gets up every day, fixes her hair and does her make up, and puts on a nice pair of jeans or dress. I sometimes wish I were, but at the moment that’s just not me. I’m the “wake up, brush my teeth, fix my mom bun and put on a pair of yoga pants because that’s all that fits this body at the moment kind of mom”. And I’m totally okay with that. That’s our reality right now and I refuse to feel bad about it anymore, nor should you if that’s you too. Nor should you feel bad if you’re the mom that dresses to the nines and doesn’t feel complete without that lipstick. Rock it mama!
This journey that we are all on is tough. It’s like nothing I could have ever imagined prior to becoming a mom. It’s exhausting and sometimes (okay, more like often) stinky, but it is so AMAZING! Being a mom is such a rewarding job. To know that God trusts us with these little lives is truly remarkable and something that I never want to take for granted.
Above, is one of my favorite pictures and it is, to me, a raw example of parenthood. My husband came in to check on us and captured this picture without me noticing. I was exhausted after a long, chaotic day. We finally got everyone settled in bed and I was just about to fall asleep. At 10:00, Sophie decided she needed to potty, so hand in hand we trotted to the bathroom. Seeing her sleepy little face being held by her little hands, modeling her worn out, pregnant mama, melts my heart. This is real life. No posing. Just a sweet moment between mommy and daughter that I will treasure forever. I’ve heard it time and time again, but it’s so true: “the days are long, but the years are short.” So here’s to all you parents, grandparents and guardians that are spending late nights with little people. Let us try and enjoy these moments and give ourselves grace when we need it. We are doing important work and we are in this together.