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Grateful For The Mess

Grateful is defined as feeling or showing an appreciation of kindness; thankful. 

When I look at this definition and think about all the things in life I am most grateful for, one of the top things that comes to mind are my boys. 

I am so very thankful that I have been blessed to be their mama. I am so thankful that I get to be home with them every day and be a part of the big and even little moments.   

Now, don’t get me wrong, it’s not all sunshine and rainbows, but I choose to be grateful even in the chaos.  When my middle son was in his “trying threes,” as I like to call them, he would go into a “hulk” state.  It was in this state that he would become incredibly strong, would scream and cry for no apparent reason, and would turn into someone I didn’t recognize.  When he was in this state, there was absolutely NOTHING that I could do to calm him down, NOTHING.  When he would get like this, I didn’t know what to do to help calm him and most of the time these moments would end with me so frustrated, beside myself, and sitting outside his door in tears just trying to make sure that he wouldn’t escape or hurt himself. 

One day I was sharing with a friend how in these moments I would find myself becoming someone who I didn’t like.  I would get so upset and end up yelling at him even though I knew it wasn’t helping. 

My friend told me a story about one very chaotic day in her life and how she had to stop and just be thankful that her child was healthy enough to make that mess, to be thankful that her child is strong enough to through that fit, and to be thankful that her son was capable of doing more than she ever thought possible. 

This got me thinking.  There are so many women out there that would give anything to have a healthy and strong child.  They would give anything to have the messy house or a lack of alone time.  They would trade anything to be in the chaos of motherhood.

So now, when life around me gets a little crazy, or my boys aren’t acting how I would like them to, I stop and say “Thank you that my boys are healthy and strong enough to_____” and it instantly changes my perspective and calms me down to deal with the situation with a better mindset. 

Being a mama is not always easy or fun.  There are moments when we want to run and hide or throw in the towel. There are moments when we sit and wish we could have a moment to ourselves.  There are moments when we are covered in snot, food, and who knows what else from a long and tiring day

But it is in those moments that I will be forever be grateful for the chaos, grateful for the noise, and grateful for the mess, for I know that these moments won’t last forever and some day, I will wish that they were here again. 

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