You don’t need to do everything. All at the same time.
I think there is an unspoken idea out there, that mothers needs to be everything at the same time: a cook, cleaner, amazing child-rearer, teacher. Earn money and exercise; bake, create, socialise. Look amazing. Be amazing. You even have to feel amazing (be awesome today!), regardless of the amount of sleep you got the night before.
Seasons. Seasons to do different things. Be different things. Sometimes more, sometimes less.
Run your own race.
I’m saying this to myself today.
I’m reminding myself: it’s the things others can’t see, that are most important…most important to me.
It’s the lingering hug my son gives me before I leave him at school. Still little arms that don’t quite reach around me.
It’s the sweet and quirky words from my daughter, sprinkled through each day.
It’s the slam-into-me hug after school from my girl who will be in double digits this year.
It’s the interesting conversations with my eldest.
It’s that smile, from the brown eyed man I married.
It’s my sisters, when we are all together, and we laugh hard and loud.
It’s chatting on the phone with my teenage niece about her debating topic.
It’s a spontaneous coffee with a friend.
It’s saying hello to someone new and making them feel welcome with chatter.
Wisdom is knowing the tide will carry you if you don’t have an anchor to hold you firm.
Don’t get caught up in the noise.
That’s the something small I’m telling myself today.
Handmade clothes for my kids. Bought from Joyfoolery.