If you’re a mama you’re probably sitting in the same boat as me. Take care of everyone else first. And then at the end of the day IF there are a few minutes left I will worry about myself. Except the day is long and hard and those few minutes never seem to come.
I am still working on it but I am really trying to make more of an effort to work on me. And I’m not talking about my physical appearance. (Although that could, ehem, definitely use a little help). But I’m talking about my mental and spiritual health here people. Because if you don’t have that, it’s kind of hard to be that awesome mom you’re trying so hard to be. Take some time to focus on yourself. Your kids will thank you for it.
So lately for me, that has looked like more time in deep thought and prayer thinking about my passions, my hobbies, my purpose. And really making an effort to prioritize those things.
When we got back from vacation it took me a few days to recuperate before I had the energy to get out in the garden. But the moment I dug my hand in the soil, it felt right. It felt like the place I needed to be. My sister’s tease me saying things like I cut the grass with a pair of scissors. And while all of my gardening endeavors may seem over the top to them, it is just what comes natural to me. My sister is the most talented potter I’ve ever met. So I wouldn’t tell her to go buy a mug at the store to save her some time. Because to her, making her own mug just comes naturally. Its what’s in her blood.
And I am learning to embrace and hone in on my natural instincts and what I feel to be my purpose. And to sum that purpose up in a nutshell…
I’m suppose to grow my own food and babies.
Never has anything been more clear to me than the purpose of being a mom. I’m sure some of you can relate. I want to pour myself into motherhood in every aspect of my life. I want to raise up herds of children and maybe someday they will remember something I taught them or something they observed along the way. I want to grow the food that I put into my babies bellies and know they are getting the best nutrition available.
Right now I’ve got peach chutney simmering on the stove, canning jars are strewn about the kitchen, we have a serious fly issue going on, and every pot is on the kitchen or living room floor because the cabinets make a great playroom. So you could say keeping a tidy house is not my calling. Nor is it to have a well curated one. I’d rather be digging in the dirt or reading a book to my babe. And I know that. And I will focus on that. And I will be glad. And I will become older and wiser because of it. Because THAT is my purpose. THAT is my calling. And I love it.
What’s yours? Embrace it! Focus on it! Hold on for dear life and never let it go!