Being a mom is hard. Being a mom working outside the home can provide many additional challenges. The added stresses and challenges that motherhood brings.
I notice for myself I am challenged often by my own doubts. My self-talk brings questions around my capabilities as a woman, a wife, a mother and my role in my workplace. How many other mommas are with me? I think that is a common piece for many of us. We question if we are doing the right thing, said the right thing. If we are competent. Capable. Worthy.
Ooooh. Yes. Worthy.
We as women desire to feel worthy. Loved. Cared for. Understood. Heard.
Have you checked out the Netflix Brene' Brown special? It discusses VULNERABILITY. Vulnerability. A risk. Uncertainty. Being emotionally exposed. Aka: REAL. Making a disclosure and showing uphow many po and being seen even when you are uncertain about the outcome.
Woah.
I notice when I am scrolling social media and I see a post about #momlife. Man, the comments and posts that follow- how we all relate and how true the post is. Yet, how many speak from their own hearts? Not JUST comment on another post.
Sometimes as mom's we have to execute the "unsaid" and be brave, sharing the struggle. The real life and honest.
What are you struggling with most? What oils or other products do you use to support your thinking, emotions and physical health?
I recommend you check out Brene's special and see what it stirs up with you. And I challenge you to find ways that you can "choose courage over comfort" in your own life.
Own it.
Today is a dreary, dark and rainy day here in the Southern parts of Oregon. Not the best day for a birthday.
Not to mention that the past week has been filled with sleepless nights and a LOT of coughing. Then, of course, last night we had a puker. Figures.
Another year, another year older. I am not impressed. I have goals that I have not accomplished. I have projects and books not completed. I am working hard to get my health back on track. Yet this week, I have felt like Failure. Yes, a Capital F failure.
Sometimes that is how mom life goes. Goals and things that are not always on my time frame. I mean, those little humans require attention and care and all. Sometimes I feel bad that I want my own time. I feel selfish. Yet, I also want sleep. I want to function and feel human and not give up my life and goals completely. Sometimes it feels like all or nothing. Lately, it feels like nothing.
My birthday has been sitting near my little sickie while being a dull mombie all day. Doing NOTHING. At. All. Feeling like the day is wasting away and the possibly fun that I could have had is now a distant glimpse of what my day could have been. All I wanted for my birthday was time with my husband and time at the gym. Self care. Neither happened. It is now dinner time and nothing. *Sigh*
The reality, mom life is HARD. Some days are discouraging. It is a battle to keep going and keep the enemy from stealing the joy. Especially when there is not always much joy to begin with.
But, I am alive and breathing and have a beautiful family that are amazing. When they are not puking.
I have oils and healthy tools. I have knowledge and strength to survive this season, however long. As long as I can get a night of sleep, I will keep on truckin'.
What do you do when you are at the end of you, struggling to keep on?
