During different seasons and situations, Iāve felt the weight of parenthood like a heavy load laid upon my chest. It hurts emotionally and sometimes even physically. Itās especially bad for me when my children have to deal with things that are heavy for them, things I canāt remove or fix. It also feels heavy when I feel like Iāve failed; when I can look back and see what I should have done differently and then start wondering what Iām doing today that could be tomorrowās regret. On the days when parenthood feels heavy, these 10 reminders help me get through.
- My kids are a work in progress. I know this seems ridiculously obvious, yet I still sometimes feel like the kid in front of me is the finished result. I have to remind myself that theyāre still growing. Theyāre brains have a lot more maturing to do, and they have a lot more to learn and experience. Who my 8 year old is today isnāt who he will be 18. Heās a work in progress. Just like me. Plus, I have a feeling that the more I find to like about him today, the more there will be to like when heās 18. So, I try to remember to see the good in my kids, even when theyāre driving me sort of bonkers.
- Their problems are not mine to solve. Not always. Of course, I want to help when I can, but they have to struggle through some things. They just do. Itās how they learn resilience. Life wonāt always be fair to them. People wonāt always be good to them. More often than not, they donāt need me to solve their problems anyway; they just need me to be there for them while they work through it, and they need me to believe in their ability to do so. They draw strength from that.
- Itās never going to be perfect. It sounds like another obvious statement but I had some pretty wild expectations when I started this motherhood journey, and Iāve felt really disappointed to find that itās neverĀ just right. Iāve found myself holding my breath, waiting for the next phase when theyāll be more independent or more self-controlled or more mature. Iāve held my breath waiting for some magical patience potion to appear or a day when a deadline doesnāt loom and the house isnāt a disaster zone of toys, empty juice bottles, and dog fur. Guess what? I eventually had to exhale because I realized it just isnāt going to happen. There is always something I could be bothered about, always something else to wish for. The load feels a little lighter when I decide to find the joy in the chaos.
- Iāve messed up but theyāre still okay. I havenāt done it perfectly. Still, thereās been plenty of great times, and those outweigh the tough ones. That matters. So, on the days I get it wrong, we talk about it. We listen to each other. We hug and forgive. Then we try again. When you can release the weight of guilt and accept forgiveness, the load is so much more bearable. To the mom who is too hard on herself, youāre good enough. Aim for connection instead of perfection. Perfection isnāt attainable but connection heals.
- I canāt be everything and do everything. A lot of heaviness comes from trying to do and BE too much. The kids can put the laundry in. Dad can make dinner. The grandparents can keep them for a night. Someone else can volunteer for lunch duty at school. I donāt win a trophy for overextending myself and stressing myself out. So when the heaviness settles in, I take a look at my schedule and my responsibilities. What needs cut gets cut, what needs delegated gets delegated. When I stop trying to be Wonder Woman, I can be quite wonderful. See what I did there?
Sometimes thereās nothing you can do but feel the heaviness and breathe through it until it passes. Sometimes you canāt fix it. But sometimes, with a little tweaking, a fresh perspective, and a whole lot of grace, you can.