Real Talk

Momma’s it has been a couple of weeks ! A crazy couple of weeks !

The craziness began a few weeks ago with a sudden onset of abdominal pain for me, followed by an early morning trip to the local Emergency Room. Once I arrived, my medical team quickly determined that I had a Fallopian cyst that had caused a ”torsion” (twist) in my Fallopian tube. It was then that I was rushed into the OR to have emergency surgery to drain the cyst and “untwist” my Fallopian tube. Within about 12 hours I was back home recovering, my head still spinning from what had just transpired.

The following week, we had an already planned family trip (advised not to call it a “vacation“ when there are 2 children under the age of 4 involved) to Arizona. I decided that we couldn’t have chose a more beautiful place for me to relax and heal from the surgery I had just seven days prior. Our trip to Arizona was absolutely perfect; we spent time with some of my favorite people and made memories that will undoubtably last a lifetime.

The week following our trip, my husband was away on business, leaving me totally, and entirely, pooped. There were so many days that I told myself “This is the day, I’m going to blog tonight, no more putting it off”, only to find myself so exhausted (and honestly, most often, crabby) by the end of the day that I just couldn’t do it.

Fast forward to today, when I had the opportunity to spend time with some more of my favorite people on this planet. My (immediate) family and I talk often about how blessed we are to have such a great extended family. My mom is the oldest of five and I seriously have the greatest grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins that a girl could ask for. It seems we thoroughly enjoy the time that we’re able to spend together and every time I leave a family event, my “cup” is overwhelmingly full.

So, today I was chatting with one of my cousins and she had commented about my blog. I told her that, unfortunately, I hadn’t blogged in a while, and while I had been meaning to, I just wasn't able to find the time lately because I had just been too exhausted and too crabby at the end of my days lately. Her response, “That’s exactly when you should blog ! Keep it real !”

Wow. No kidding !

Momma’s, my world is not all peaches, butterflies, and rainbows. I want this to be a platform to be able to show you and tell you that not all of our days or even weeks end the way we may hope, but most often, we make it out on the other side, mostly in one piece.

Mommying - and daddying - (or whatever season you may be in) can be so hard; and friends, it’s not always pretty. We all have challenges. For example, one of my biggest challenges these days is the relentless sass from my almost 4, going on 15 year old. The attitude. Is. Real. There are some days that I literally have to tell myself not to open my mouth because, if I do, the next thing to fly out probably won’t sound too nice. I’m so grateful for a few things called patience (mostly my husband’s), grace, and reflection. Some nights, as my head hits the pillow, I‘m able to reflect on the events and conversations of the day, and I can’t honestly say that I’m always proud of how some of those events and conversations took place.

However, it’s times like the other day that I was able to take a deep breath and silently tell myself that my daughter’s insistent sass wasn’t going to set the tone for the remainder of the day and it wasn’t going to cripple my ability to love her through the difficult times just as I love her through our most treasured times. Friends, I’ll celebrate that as a victory ! And although I’m quick to compare my daughter to a hormonal teenager (I know, I’m sure I have no idea) it’s moments that she makes comments like “Momma, did you see I did (fill in the blank)? I bet Jesus is so proud” or “Momma, I did (fill in the blank) because that‘s what Jesus would want me to do”, I’m easily reminded that I am so blessed to be her momma and to be able to call her “mine”.

I‘m here to “keep it real”. Momma’s it is not always easy. It is not always glamorous. Some days, admittedly, it isn’t even fun, but it is so, so worth it. Every smile, every giggle, and every reassuring ”I love you, Momma” will help you to wake up the mext morning with the energy to give it your best effort, once again. And, honestly, what more could your babies ask for?

Until next time..

Your,

(real) Christian Momma