I am sure there are 100’s of blog posts out there, talking about the COVID-19 and how we are stuck at home with our children and losing our minds sometimes, and doing great the other times.
I have never felt more bi-polar than now. It’s crazy! I’m just being honest with you and sharing with you like I would if you were sitting right here next to me….but since you’re not, because of #socialdistancing, I’ll just talk to you from my blog. After all, I really need an outlet. I miss human connection.
It’s been crazy, hasn’t it? Our world has shifted so drastically in the last 4 weeks, it feels a little bit dizzying, to be honest. I feel like every time I scroll Facebook or Twitter, I find out something else that is going on and how things are changing.
We are literally creating history that will be printing in news papers and posted online about and shared for years to come. Our grandchildren will read about this and ask us questions about how we survived “The Virus.” It’ll be something we sit on our front porches and talk about and share how we found out how strong we were, and our weaknesses too. We will share about how we overcame the struggles and improvising with what we had. We will encourage them to press into the struggles of life and learn from them, and that they’ll be better for it, just like we will be when we come out on the other side.
Maybe I sound like I’m making light of what we’re walking through. I’m not. I totally realize people are dying, hurting, losing jobs, losing homes, cars, and struggling so deeply. My heart is so tender for them. I’ve walked that road before. It’s not something I would wish on anyone, and I’m honestly praying for everyone. Right now, I’m trying to encourage those of us who are in the trenches, walking side-by-side with our children, trying to make things work as best we can. After all, there are only so many times a mom can play tik-tak-toe or patty-cake. Only so many times the kids want to watch Disney Fam Jam or some other Disney/Nickelodeon show. I mean…the screen time amount has soared to crazy amounts….I won’t lie. It’s survival time, mama’s. Gotta do what we gotta do. (Imagine the lady emoji with her hands up like, “whatever!”…in a nice way! LOL).
I just want to encourage you, yes, YOU, the one reading this right now.
You’ve got this.
You are a great mother.
You are not ruining your children’s education.
You are innovative.
You are imaginative.
You are lovely.
You are pretty.
You. Are. Amazing.
For real. You’ve got this. You are doing this. You will make it through. As tough as it seems, you are actually making it through, and when you have days that don’t feel like you’re a Rockstar Mama, embrace that too. It’s not weak to struggle. It’s not weak to cry. It’s not weak to want to punch a pillow and tell a friend, or your spouse, or confidant or therapist that you are frustrated and feeling out of control. Embracing those feelings, talking about them and learning a healthy way to move through those feelings is strong.
Don’t give up, friend. It’s hard when we want God to fix all the little problems and make everything better. But did you ever think that maybe God is bringing us into a time of resting and togetherness as a family, to reignite a fire in our bones to serve Him like never before? Maybe to love our neighbors in a new way, or help our boss out with a happy heart, or to love our children in deeper, more amazing ways? I mean….the things that might change our perspective during this time is limitless. Absolutely limitless.
It’s in the dark times, in the dark rooms, in the dark spots of our hearts that God starts developing things…just like a photography dark room….beautiful things are often born out of adversity, struggle and darkness. Embrace it. It’s growing something, if you’ll let it.
Sending so many hugs and so much love to all of you! *hugs from a distance*