Sweet Momma

Written by: Melissa Lefevers

Mother. Mom. Momma. Mommy.

From the time I was a little girl all I ever wanted was to be a mom. I wanted someone to call me Momma and get a ton of snuggles, quality time playing together, and all the good stuff.

Then it happened. I met my sweet husband, we were married two years and then came our first child. She was beautiful, red headed, tiny and squishy and all my heart could have wanted. Then it really happend! Motherhood. Endless nights, bottles to be made, and washed. Trying to figure out which cry means what and the endless diapers. Oh and did I mention she did not (still doesn’t) like to sleep. Then along came number two. A little boy! Oh he was perfect too but he had colic and chronic ear infections from the time he was six weeks old. Then number three. Another redhead yall! She takes the cake! Yes because she was everywhere (still is) and is fiercely strong willed.

Why do I tell you all this? Why should you even care? Because I think we could be such a support for one another.

Moms of preschoolers can I tell you its ok. I know its hard and the days and nights are long and some days you have nothing left to give. I’ve been there! I know its hard and some nights you feel like you said “No, Stop that, don’t touch, get down, don’t do that to your brother, 1….2….. don’t make me get to 3” all day long and you wonder if they will ever get it. You may feel invisible by everyone because of the job your doing with your little ones. It’s ok because I promise God sees you. He sees you.

Moms of adolescents can I say I feel you!! This is my life right now. My oldest is almost entering middle school and my baby is in first grade. The sweet boy in the middle looks more and more grown up everyday. This is a fun stage because there is less “work” but there is so much more “work.” Now we have real conversations and real problems and it is getting hard. Some days I feel they are going to need more money for counseling than college! I am not sure if I am navigating this preteen thing right and if I am helping them in any way. And Yes, some days I still feel like “No and stop it” are all I say and still feel no-one sees the work I put it. God sees me and I must trust and believe that.

Moms of teenagers, Bless you! These are my favorite kids of course but all the preparation and hard work you have been putting in for over a decade is about to be put to test. What will they do? Where will they go? Who are they dating? Why are they friends with them? The mental stress alone can be lonely. He sees you too. God sees your hard work and he knows.

Moms of adults, oh boy. It’s all happened and maybe the outcome is how you imagined or not at all. Now you have extra sons and daughters and sweet grand babies. This, I am told by my own sweet Momma, just means more time praying for those that God has given you. More time worried, more time asking questions, but sweet time that you can enjoy. Can I tell you that God still sees what you are doing. He still hears your prayers and He still sees that you are investing in your children He has given you.

Moms, let us be an encouragement to one another and not make each other feel ashamed. Let us not get caught up in our way of parenting is right, let us be ever mindful of how hard it is to be a Mom. Let us be ever mindful of those time we have felt alone. Let us take action and reach out to each other to build each other up.

Ephesians 4:29  Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.

Reach out today and tell a mom what a great job she is doing. Moms with older kids grab a sweet girl with babies and tell them its ok. Moms with adult children grab that momma of adolescents and teenagers and tell her she will survive!! We need each other. Let us build each other up and watch how a mighty generation can change things for Jesus. Moms I praying for you!!