Depending on Grace in Motherhood

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My kids and I had just settled in at the park. The sky was bright blue. The breeze was gentle. I picked up my 17 month old daughter and inched her little legs into the holes of the swing. My three year old son was off doing his own thing on the slides.

The mom next to me was pushing her little boy in his swing. She looked a few years older than me and had long blonde hair and a nice smile.

“I can’t believe you’re going to have another one!” she said to initiate conversation.

Oh, here we go again, I thought.

I had heard this a few times before from other people (who I didn’t know. in the public setting). It agitated me but I tried my best to be nice.

“Yep, it will be a lot as they are all close in age,” I replied.

I talked a little bit about the challenges I knew I would face as a mom of three young children. And that yes, it seems crazy. Then I switched the subject and asked her questions. She was happy to tell me about her kids and how she could never have them so close in age. And I understood her completely.

But what that mom didn’t know about me was that I have huge fears and worries when it comes to welcoming our third baby in June. I had a rough transition from 1 to 2 kids and being that this baby will only be 20 months apart from my youngest, brings a lot of what if’s in my head. I’m scared of what the “balance” will look like.

How will I handle three meltdowns? Three whines for Mommy? Three hands pulling on my legs? Three bedtimes? And going out in public with three all at once? Do I even know what I am getting myself into?

In the past few months, God has really been working on me in this area of my life. If you can’t already tell! I adore my children. I love investing in them and wouldn’t want anything else in the world. God has entrusted them to me and I consider that a huge honor and great responsibility.

But I also have my days. I’m not the most patient person. I struggle with anger. I’m not a good multi-tasker. And being a stay-at-home mom around the clock has been exhausting at times. Much harder than I could imagine.

And then the same word that came to mind when I was at the park, as if to write itself across that blue sky, came yet again.

GRACE. God has brought me this far in motherhood, how could He leave me now? He has been my sustainer on the days I couldn’t go on anymore. Those days where sleep deprivation gets the best of you and you feel like you’re going crazy.

Somehow and some way, He has always carried me through even when I didn’t deserve it. His grace has helped me live in the Spirit and love my children well, reminding me that what I do in the daily, messy grind isn’t in vain. And that being at home is the greatest gift I can give them. His grace reminds me that I simply can’t do anything in my own strength.

Will His grace continue on, and on, and on? It always has. And it always will.

My prayer is that I will lean into grace all the more as I approach delivery and the days and months after. My prayer is that I will stop worrying so much about the opinions of others and trust in God’s plan for my life and my family, being confident that His grace is always available to hold onto.

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  • http://philippians314.squarespace.com/ Kim Shay

    The thing with the third child is that it throws the “balance of power” out so to speak.  Two laps; three children.  Two sets of eyes and ears, three children.  Yes, they’re close in age, but I found with three children 5 and under, God puts is into the “zone” with them.  It’s the ultimate in sanctification as we learn to put the insignificant into the backseat and focus on them.  The Puritans saw the huge responsibility that raising children is, but they saw it as a gift.  I think society outside of the Christian worldview increasingly sees parenting as a “right” or as a “choice,” instead of the gift.   God doesn’t give gifts and leave us without resources.  You’ll be just fine. 

    • samanthakrieger

      so, so true. Thank you.

  • Becky Alcantar

    Leaning.   It’s the only way to even the playing field.  If I’m leaning I’m not concerned about being or appearing upright.  I can serve my children better, and be the mom He wants me to be.  If I’m not leaning, how could I hear His voice over the noise of 3 kids?

    He’s there.  Always, consistently, and without a doubt.  There.

  • http://www.theseourtreasures.blogspot.com/ BeckyA

     Leaning.   It’s the only way to even the playing field.  If I’m leaning I’m not concerned about being or appearing upright.  I can serve my children better, and be the mom He wants me to be.  If I’m not leaning, how could I hear His voice over the noise of 3 kids?

    He’s there.  Always, consistently, and without a doubt.  There.

    • samanthakrieger

      beautifully said.

  • Abby Hoff

    Nate took one look at me yesterday morning and asked if I was okay, and all I said back to him was, “I don’t know if I have enough grace to make it through today.”  Thank you for the reminder that I have had the grace for every other day, and today is no different.  Sometimes I forget that God gives graces far more generously than people (including toddlers) do.

    • samanthakrieger

      amen! I have said those similar words many times to the hubby too!