Have you ever been to San Francisco, California? I visited this beautiful city during my early teen years and the fog phenomenon fascinated me. It’s mesmerizing to watch the clouds slowly roll back, revealing nature’s true intent for the day. The heavy gray roll against the bright blue sky is simply gorgeous!
It occurred to me recently that I feel as though the fog of early motherhood is receding in my own life. Much like the fog in San Fransisco, the motherhood version slowly creeps backward, revealing to me new delights in parenting.
My kids are (almost) 12, 9 and 5. My oldest started middle school (which brings it’s own drama!) and my youngest started kindergarten. I’ve noticed a few things over the past year:
- My kids are finally sleeping (mostly) through the night.*
- They’ve gained new levels of independence, no longer needing me to do everything for them.**
- They are FUN!***
When I think back on the last decade (+2) of parenting, I picture myself in the middle of that heavy San Fransisco fog. Exhaustion wrecked me, the product of kids not sleeping well plus my own health issues with anemia. Tantrums were the norm. I felt like a zombie going through the motions most days. Don’t get me wrong, we had plenty of amazing days and I have a plethora of wonderful memories! But it wasn’t all sunshine, rainbows and unicorns like I believed it was for other moms (thanks, Facebook). I didn’t wear early motherhood as well as some do.
This new season is beautiful. The early motherhood fog receded and revealed bright blue skies. There will be trials and struggles, of course. I mean, Jesus never promised us easy. He drops a major truth bomb in John 16:33. However, I am entering this next season with a clear head and opened eyes.
“Again Jesus placed his hands on the man’s eyes. The man looked intently and his sight was restored and he saw everything clearly.” Mark 8:25, CSB
And I’m leaning on God (unlike the majority of my early parenting years).
To the mom in the thick of the early motherhood fog, it’s rolling back. Slowly. You’ll catch glimpses once in a while of the beautiful blue sky hidden by the gray.
There is hope: of independence for your kids, of finding quiet time without hiding, and of feeling rested.
Motherhood. Is. Hard.
But so worthwhile. Be encouraged. The fog will recede.
The one piece of advice I’d go back and give myself? Find Jesus. Find Him, and cling to Him on the hard days. Seek His wisdom and welcome His peace. Where are you in the motherhood journey? I’d love to hear your triumphs AND defeats. We all have them.
P.S. I know this isn’t everyone’s experience. I know for some it probably IS all sunshine, rainbows and unicorns. This encouragement is designed for those who do have hard days, like me.
*”Sleeping through the night” means my youngest no longer lays in bed screaming for me at the top of her lungs. She just comes and crawls in bed with me. Bless.
**It’s amazing the things kids CAN do, and the things kids CHOOSE NOT to do.
***But we also still have days where they all make me want to pull out my hair. We haven’t yet achieved perfection.