Sometimes it takes someone else’s story to bring you to your knees. Open your eyes and thank God for everything thing that you have. Right then – in that crazy morning moment. I’m sure you had a bad morning. Maybe you have them a few times a week. The kids are whining, you can’t find your keys, one shoe went missing or maybe your 14-year-old lab went pee in the living room again.
Before complaining about your “bad morning” or putting it on blast, think about this:
You woke up! You are able to get out of bed. Meanwhile, there is a Mom who is too weak to even help her kids get ready for school. She would take your worst day over her everyday.
She would love to help that little human that never listens and looses every – single – thing. Every – single – morning. What she would give for just one day with no pain or the reminder that her days are short. She would spend the rest of her life helping them find shoes and backpacks if it meant that she could see them off to college.
As you are scrambling the night before to get everything ready and complaining that there is just “too much to do”, she would happily spend every night, for the rest of her life making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. That is, after cuddling, reading and laying in bed with the kids until they fall asleep.
While you are going through the motions of your morning and rushing, rushing, rushing – there is a Mom that would LOVE to have your struggles. E-V-E-R-Y S-I-N-G-L-E M-O-R-N-I-N-G.
So…how bad is your morning?
Find joy in the cries. Live them. Breath them. Embrace them. Make it last and find the good. There is joy and goodness in every second that we are on this earth with our babies. When they do wrong, teach them right, show love and respect. The most forgiving humans on this earth are our children. Let me say that again. OUR CHILDREN ARE THE MOST FORGIVING PEOPLE. We can totally mess up and they will still love us – no matter what.
Why do I write this? Because I know that parents get lost in the hustle. Perfection comes at a cost that matters more than perfection itself. I write this as a reminder to myself, to get myself together the night before so that the mornings will be a little less crazy.
And when I fail to do so, I write this to remind myself that this morning is beautiful and there is so much joy in every messy hectic second. Have a beautiful morning Moms and Dads!
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