I’m frustrated. I want to be the best mom that I can be. I want to manage my home simply, economically, and efficiently. But somehow things, people, circumstances aren’t cooperating with my master plan. And it is robbing me of joy.
I find myself angry, impatient, and discontent. What do I do? “SLEEP!” I hear you all screaming at me. Easier said than done when you have a baby who struggles with sleep herself.
One thing that helps me function better as a mom, wife, friend, homemaker (even when tired), is to come to grips with reality.
I have a nine month old baby. There are some things I have learned to accept:
I may not get as much sleep as I would like.
The kitchen and bathroom floors will rarely be spotless.
I will not get everything done that I used to get done.
Ah, I already feel some more joy seeping in. (Except for the bathroom part, that’s just gross!)
What makes me unjoyful is if I don’t accept the nature of my current life. Sure, we can have established quiet times (now being one of them- hence me being able to write this.) Sure, Grace isn’t sleeping very well! Sure, I miss being able to go out to dinner with my hubby with out having to plan ahead so much.
But, I need to have an accurate picture of my reality as a mother of this wonderful baby girl. If I buck the circumstances that aren’t really mine to change, I will find myself disgruntled at best, angry at worst.