There really is such a thing called a “funk” after having babies. Not that I didn’t really believe it, but I never thought that I could be one to go through it. It’s not that I thought I was “above it”, I just thought that by being super optimistic I would/could outweigh negative things. A nice thought, but not super realistic, Sarah. For, this mama:
. is tired.
. is still battling post-pardum blues.
. is looking for my hormones as they are out for a long lunch or a long hike…or both.
. is still learning that balance is an art and a science.
In life, it’s like the ugly of this world is predictable. The difficult things are definitely dreaded but not surprising. There’s not much “hard stuff” that you can guarantee that will not happen to you. And as it happens, it’s not like there is anyone in history who has not experienced that same thing (or similar).
That’s where “good stuff” is different. There is not a certain amount of “good stuff” that you can imagine can/will happen to you. The margin for goodness is immeasurable. There is no ceiling.
“For God is good, and He loves goodness…” ~ Psalm 11:7
We were driving to church sunday morning, and I said to Matt, “our kids are way cooler than I could have ever imagined them to be!”. After church, someone mentioned to me that life has so much more good than we could ever even hope for … we just need to receive it. God is that good and that loving on His children that He would want us to be blown away at how amazing life can be. That includes these precious kiddos.
Sure, there will be days (ahem: like today.) when I have thought, “How in the world will I make it to dinner time?”. And then some days (like Sunday) when I get so overwhelmed with the reminder of the privilege and honour it is to be these boys’ mama.
So, I guess through all of this rambling, I’m trying to say (to you and me!) that there is goodness around you. There is still more in store for you. More than you can begin to imagine.
You are blessed.
This mama is blessed.
pic pix: a blessed mama and her two boys, mothers day 2014, wr community centre, Calgary, AB