Tired As A Mother

I see you. I feel you. I love you. You are overworked. You probably need a shower. You probably need to eat a real meal, that’s hot. You probably need coffee. You need a hug and a weeks worth of sleep, alone. No one said it would be easy and I agree, it’s worth it. Kids are such beautiful and amazing blessings but absolutely exhausting. I love them. They are worth every bit of my energy but I’m allowed to say it, I’m tired. Let’s not even mention that the stomach bug ran through our house and in the last 48 hours I’ve been puked on countless times. I’m tired. Kids are beautiful disasters. Keeping up with their endless energy is expending. I love them. They love Me. Some kids sleep through the night, mine don’t. It’s okay that they aren’t there yet, they will be, until then I’m tired. This is our season and seasons change. The days are long but the years are short. I need more grace, grace for them, grace for me, grace for us. Me being tired doesn’t make me a bad mom, it makes me human. My kids don’t need a perfect mom, they need a real mom. I’m allowed to feel all the feelings. You deserve it too. ✌🏼