Dear Exhausted Momma

Dear Exhausted Momma, 

I see you. 

I see you deep breathing in the grocery line while your children touch every candy bar, testing your patience to it’s very limit. 

I see you shoveling food in your mouth faster than you can chew, attempting to finish before your infant wakes. 

I see you discreetly look around the waiting room checking for eye rolls or irritation at your children’s loud voices.

I see you because I am you. 

I see you because I understand and I want you to know you are not alone. 

Momma, you’re killing it! You are doing a great job and your children are blessed. 

Social media and society continually bombard us with what our mothering should look like. What we should be saying to our children and how; what we should be feeding our children and ourselves. How much we should work and when. There are always naysayers and quite honestly, it’s exhausting trying to keep up with it all. 

It’s exhausting. 

I have a secret for you though, Momma. You don’t need to keep up with it all! You don’t need to stress yourself out to please everyone else. 

You simply need to be still and please God. 

Be still and know that I am God. – Psalm 46:10

Be still and know your God holds you in the palm of his hand. 

Be still and know your God is bigger than any of the problems you face. 

Be still and know your God is more restful than your exhaustion. 

Be still and know your God has more grace than your short comings. 

Exhausted Momma, life is hard and we may be tired, but the good news stands – God is bigger, better and more. 

Today, breathe. Breathe in the calm and refreshment of a God who walks this life with you. Breathe in the joy of forgiveness and the peace of companionship. 

Today Momma, breathe and be still. 

Be still. 

I see you, Momma, and you’re not alone. 

One thought on “Dear Exhausted Momma

  1. So, at 534am you post…
    before the kids get up…

    And when did you go to bed?
    Late, I’d bet.

    You are a saint … and you are not old and wrinkled and frumpy … yet.

    Be still…

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