The Glory of Motherhood

Ok…already you know this might not be pretty.  Seriously, it was a rough night.  Of course it starts to shake down the afternoon of the night that we are all supposed to go to the American Legion with hubby.  First, the preteen with the bad burn wound is in a lot of pain, and no fun.  Second, the baby is miserable with a capital M, cutting his 2nd set of bottom molars and NOT his usual happy camping self after crying through most of the night before.  Top that with #2 child complaining of stomach pain.  I find myself moving from bedroom to bedroom, trying to meet the needs of each child while husband stands on the front porch saying, “So you guys aren’t going?”

No, we weren’t going.  It seemed like feeding all three of them dinner, getting them bathed and put to bed should have been featured on NBC with the rest of the Olympics.  Somehow, it got done.  Not only did it get done, but done with patience, understanding, and that reassuring kind of motherly love that my mom passed down to me. I was feeling on top of it.

They were all snug, dog had gone out, I was in my pj’s and hit the pillow.  1o minutes later, stomach cramp child is standing over me, “Mom, I may need some help in my room.”  You guessed it.  He missed the bucket and we had quite a mess to clean up. I put him in the hallway with a blanket, and scooped all the yuck away in a flash, remade his bed for the night and had him back in it.  He gave me the sweetest smile once tucked back in, and said “You are so good at that, mom.”

Funny…I wasn’t mad, or frustrated, or feeling the exhaustion I should have been.  In the past I would have somehow thought  it all shouldn’t be this hard, or that I needed more help, or that I must be doing something wrong because life isn’t like this in other people’s houses.   Last night I just found myself content, because after all, I signed up for this.  I brought children into the world and committed to raising them to the best of my ability.  What was good about the disaster last night was simple….doing my best was enough.  I can’t remember the last time I could say that.  Last night I could, and it felt good.

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6 Comments

  1. Shannon said,

    February 16, 2010 at 11:59 pm

    Heather, you are amazing. Your children are amazing. Thank you so much for being my friend. I am so grateful.

  2. Zaneta said,

    February 17, 2010 at 12:26 pm

    So proud of you, Cousin! You are an awesome mommy. What a blessing you are to your little ones 😉

  3. Gilberta said,

    February 17, 2010 at 3:49 pm

    It’s not easy being Mom but your very good. I know because your children are happy campers.

  4. Ri said,

    February 17, 2010 at 8:17 pm

    What a Woman you are. God Bless.

  5. Leah Reid said,

    February 18, 2010 at 10:20 pm

    You win the Gold Medal. Hands down. Team HSR! 🙂

  6. kimmy said,

    February 24, 2010 at 8:54 am

    Heahter…you give me hope! Well done woman! Keep up the amazing work you do on a daily basis! All my love, Kimmy


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