I’m a mama, and many days I feel weary. Maybe you do too?
What is it about motherhood that runs us down and drags us along? I’m thinking you know exactly what I mean.
It’s a dichotomy, this motherhood-life we live. Loving our daily lives, yet wishing they were not as they are. Feeling connected and loving, one minute, and irritated and angry the next.
Not that we don’t love our kids. And not that we would trade the life we know. It is difficult and complicated. We persevere and we endure, every single day. But we’re in the trenches, and I’m right there with you. I know how you feel. Really I do.
That is why I said yes to joining team hope over at a Hope for the Weary Mom.
Team hope is a group of writers who are passionate about encouraging weary moms …
Moms who are run down and discouraged.
Feeling guilty for being discouraged, yet doubting they should.
Wondering why they aren’t loving the blessed life they’ve been given, and yet never wanting it to go away.
I’m over at Hope for the Weary Mom today, writing about our weariness as moms and how we sometimes feel as if we’re suffering … suffering in this role of motherhood … a role we are tempted to wonder if we were really meant for at all.
Are you weary today?
Do you need hope?
Do you feel your weariness as a sort of suffering at times?
Did you know there’s purpose for suffering too?
I’m extending a warm welcome for you to click on over and join me there. It would make my day to know you came!
And if you can think of anything you’d like me to write about, concerning your weariness as a mom, leave a comment here, send me an email, or find me on Facebook or Twitter. It would mean so much to me to have your feedback.
So. Join me, won’t you?
I can’t wait to see you there!
What is it about motherhood that makes you the most weary?
How have you combatted the weariness of your motherhood years?
How has God used your weary suffering for good?
To join me over at Hope for the Weary Mom, —-> Click Here <—–
My mothering days are over, although I think “once a mother, always a mother.” I miss those days, but I do remember the weariness. I try to encourage young mothers–at church, at the ball park and even when God nudges me toward a mother at the grocery store.