✨Unfiltered motherhood✨ . The cluttered countertops, leftover Halloween decor and lap covered in vomit. Can you relate? . There’s beauty here too though. It’s not what you initially see, but what you notice with a shift in perspective. A warm home, food to eat, comfort to share when my baby’s sick. It’s not magazine-worthy, but it’s full of love. I’m resisting the urge to add a cute IG filter here and just share an authentic moment of motherhood. Why is this a rare thing? Let’s share more of our unfiltered moments! . For a glimpse at how I found gratitude after being covered in vomit for the 3rd time that day, click the link my my bio for my latest blog post. I can’t help it, I’ll continue to be forever optimistic. ✨✨✨ http://exercisingbalance.com/blog/motherhood/item/73-what-s-the-bright-side-here-motherhood-unfiltered
✨The sacred work of mothers ✨ . It really can’t be measured or given a quantitative value. The hours put in seem endless and yet finished too soon. . I have no clue how much time I’ve spent under sleeping children, the amount of tears, bums and boo boos wiped, the miles paced in the middle of the night. Let’s not even talk about the laundry. While it feels lonely and thankless at times, all I can feel is ✨grateful✨ . There are times I miss my freedom, but then I pause to recognize this sacred work of mothering. To be the safest, most comforting place for my children to lean in to, to rest on, to feel love. There is no way to measure the magnitude of love shared and received. How powerful is that? And how rewarding 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕
This concept has been on my mind lately when I feel like bailing on my meditation, or that run I had planned on, or my “daily” (it’s more of a 3x a week occurrence) core & pelvic floor work. It’s really easy to make excuses for why I don’t have time *i.e. don’t want* to do these things that ALWAYS help me feel better. . “When you really want something, you will find a way. When you don’t really want something, you’ll find an excuse. Our words have power, but our actions shape our lives.” ✨@msrachelhollis ✨ . When I start to make excuses, I come back to the idea of this promise I’ve made to myself. To do better. For me. . We all make an effort to keep the promises we commit to for our friends and family. Do the same for yourself 💖 . The promise I kept to myself today was a run/walk, no matter the weather ☔️ and I feel happier & healthier for it.
The list is always there. Are you on it? Today before folding the laundry, I moved myself to the top of the list and meditated. I’ve recognized the importance of making myself a priority too. Lately, it’s something simple like, a reminder set on my phone for a weekly face mask, or making food that I want to eat, even if I know the rest of the family will complain saying soup is not dinner 🙄 Whatever. It is. . Today, it was the practice of moving myself to the top of the list and taking 15 minutes for ✨me✨ before more of the household stuff. . Keep trying. It’s not always easy. It’s not always consistent. But it’s absolutely important. You matter too, mama. 💞
A perk of parenthood is acting like a kid too. Although, if you know my husband, you’re aware he doesn’t need much encouragement in that department. He makes me laugh all the time, and that saves our sanity in this parenthood gig. . “A day without laughter is a day wasted.” - Charlie Chaplin . Did you hit any fun, fall festivities this weekend? I hope you jumped, climbed, slid, crawled and acted as silly as your toddler (or partner) 💛
Today was uhhhh, yeah, tiring. But then my friend, Lea’s words popped into my head “There will never be another moment like this”. It’s a reminder to be present. It’s also a reminder to be gentle with the intensity of motherhood. It all passes, like clouds drifting by. If you’re stuck in a rough patch, remember, it’s not forever. If your loves are lighting up your heart with their own sweet magic, pause to be fully present in it. ✨Right now✨ is where life is happening 💖 . My love-bomb tonight was twin-yoga-cleaning-magic.