The 3 year old has been crying or tantrumming all day. It's almost 3 and I'm just finishing up school, with dinner and laundry and the rest of my daily work to come after that. I take a few minutes to read him a book and calm him down, but his sobs return when I turn back to my chores.
I vent my frustration to a friend who gently says: "Tell me when you figure out how to be all things to all people at all times." I don't realize it then, but she's given me a gift.
You see, the daily killing off of peace starts with expectations. And us Mamas, we heap them onto ourselves, don't we? We expect ourselves to make all the "right" decisions at all times, be completely on top of the lives of our children in all ways, no matter how many we have. We expect to never make a mistake, never lose control, never get it wrong. With expectations like those, who needs enemies? We lay the battleground with...ourselves.
More and more, I'm seeing what the oft-referenced "Mommy Wars" are truly about. Not battle between mothers of different viewpoints and backgrounds. Not tangles between working and non working Moms. No, the mommy wars are the battles we fight inside our very own selves. The expectations we fail to meet, the criticism we heap upon ourselves when we show ourselves to be less than perfect. No one else in the world cares as much about our mothering than we do. And no one can get us where it hurts quite like we can, either.
In some ways, we've been led to believe these things. All of the articles that come out that tell us the studies, the things that we can do or not do that can inflict disaster on the people we love the most. Anxiety rains down as we hang on every word, fretting about where we fall short, how we can't keep up, how maybe we can't be perfection in Motherhood. We lay awake nights and wonder, if we just got up earlier, tried harder, read more books, prayed more - would we be able to ensure positive futures for our little ones?
We've been set up to believe that the perfect mother is omniscient and omnipresent. All things to all people at all times, as my friend said. Knowing all things. We've been told that if we do everything right, we won't ever have children who struggle, children who hurt, children who screw up. Our peace is stolen the very moment we start to believe that we are, well, God - when it comes to the raising of our children. That we are solely responsible for how it all shakes out.
All of those deceptions only serve as distractions from the real point of what we do here: receive these little ones from Him, partner with him to do our very (human) best, and then gently let them go. God knows we aren't perfect - yet he entrusted us with this great work anyway.
Letting go of lies can be hard. They are our pets, in a way, constant companions, even as they rip us to shreds. But healing and yes, peace, comes when we can say "I am not the be all, end all in my child's life." We have a partner in this journey who does see it all, know it all. We don't have to try to be God because He is - and He is at our side in this work every day, loving our children more than we could even fathom, covering our mistakes and teaching us a few things along the way...if we let Him.
If He is willing to let less than perfect Mothers raise His little ones, maybe it could be good enough for us, too?
Praying on this with you today.
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Totally with you on the unrealistic expectations...it's one of the reasons I wrote about discontentment this morning :)
ReplyDeleteExpectations do seem like a massive trap. Hard to shake off, though. Thank you for linking!
DeleteThanks for this post. I'm single, not a mom, but I work in international student services which is a LOT like mothering, sometimes. ;) I got encouragement and food for thought out of this post, as well. So thanks!
ReplyDeleteI imagine there are a lot of commonalities with you job and mine as a Mom. Thank you for coming by and for your comment!
DeleteOh so needed this today, I am struggling in my role as mama today...hanging in there, but barely.
ReplyDeleteI know the feeling all too well. Hang in there!
DeleteIt may sound creepy... but I certainly wish that you were a neighbor of mine I could walk to or call when I lose sight of what this journey is all about. You always speak truth to my soul!!
ReplyDeleteI totally linked to my old mothering monday last monday! Ha! Sorry about that!
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