This week I'm in the thick of motherhood...dealing with sick kids! My youngest coughing all night, broken sleep (for him AND me!), cranky moods (theirs and mine), worry (mine), everyone at home all day long getting on each other's last nerve. Can you relate? Ahhh, the joys of cold and flu season as a mother!
And everything is on hold. Work, life, self-care (fortunately/unfortunately my husband is home sick too which is why I'm able to write this to you!) I'm having to remind myself of some important mindset tips and tools to get myself through this time, and I thought I'd share them with you for when the inevitable "everything is on hold while I deal with sick kids" week hits your house.
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How do they do it all? How do other moms manage? Why can’t I manage? Why is motherhood so hard for me?
I hear variations of the above questions OFTEN from my clients. What I hear them asking is why am I the only one struggling with motherhood? Why do other moms seem to have it all together? What is WRONG with me? Why can’t I hack it as a mother? Why is my life such a great big mess and that other mom seems to have a perfect life? There’s a belief that other moms must be well-rested, go to the gym regularly, have perfectly behaved children, never feel overwhelmed, stressed, exhausted or at their breaking point. But the truth is ALL mothers struggle, at least some of the time. Photo by William Stitt on Unsplash
Many, many mothers of young children struggle. Are you one of them? Do you feel in your bones how hard it is, but have trouble admitting it, even to yourself? Do you feel like you need to put on a brave face and show the world you have it all together… but underneath the surface there are big feelings simmering that (even you) are barely aware of... Do you feel like everything’s a mess in your life? Your house, your children, yourself?
Maybe pre-children you had a different vision of how motherhood would look: children happily playing while you folded the laundry or made dinner. You having abundant time to play with them on the floor while you savoured their sweet smiles and giggles. Then reality hit. |
Katherine Aucoin,
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