A few nights ago, over glasses of wine and roughly 68 dozen Christmas cookies, 13 Mommies laughed and shared their lives together for three short hours. “Mom Wisdom” flew around the room accompanied by peels of laughter. It was a welcomed reprieve from the daily grind.
A few new friends and I were talking about the transition from working outside the home to being a SAHM (that’s stay at home mom) and the challenges that go with it. It’s so nice to get away for a bit when you work outside the home; to delve your talents and skills into one thing and get to just focus solely on it. Then to step away, and, TA DAAAA, it stays that way.
Being a Mom is not like that most days. We face constant interruption in any task we set out to achieve. Assuming said task is achieved, as soon as you step away it will most likely be undone in a very short period of time, if not immediately. Then, it’s time to repeat said task and the cycle just begins all over again.
Swept the floor?
Great, it’s lunch time!
Combed some hair?
Wrestle mania just messed it up.
Unloaded the dishwasher and cleaned out the sink?
Awesome! Go start making dinner.
Called a friend?
“Mommy, I gotta go poooooooooooooooooooooooooooootttttttttttttttttttttyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!”
We all had a good laugh about the challenges that come with constant interruption and how ADD it has made us. Stories of lost keys, endlessly standing in the middle of the room saying “what was I just going to do?” to yourself and the inability to complete strands of thought in a cohesive manner being just some of the few.
How many times do you heat up your coffee cup in the course of a morning? Can you even FIND your coffee cup? (Oh yes! It’s in the kids bedroom on their dresser because I was getting their clothes out this morning and set it there.)
In contrast, we also agreed that there is much God is teaching us in the refining process of our new roles as SAHMs. The tender moments we experience daily? We wouldn’t trade our dream job for them. The humility we are learning as our kids act out the same sins, weaknesses and struggles we still have as adults? It quiets our souls and helps us learn not only how to deal with our weakness, but how to teach our children to deal with it.
What followed was a steady, rushing river of funny kid stories. Glorious little moments from the average day in the life of a woman and her children.
It was glorious.