Real Moms

Trust me Surviving, I have a higher pile of laundry! And here is some proof of the mess that is a ‘real’ mom’s home!

I was inspired by the real mom MamaLoves and her beautiful post, and I am learning to be better from the lovely Irene, and I completely appreciate the realness of Janet’s thoughts.

I want to say how strong real moms are, like my own mom, how much burden we are capable of bearing for the sake of our family, how we can smile and laugh with our kids and grandkids, although we may be weeping on the inside. I want to say how much I admire single moms for their incredible determination. I want to say how resilient we can be, how selfless, how courageous.

Today though, I can feel the darkness, although not as bad as the postpartum variety that I once felt, I still feel sad and empty. It comes without warning or reason, it just creeps up on me, a loneliness, a hopelessness, a gloominess that makes me forget that day before was likely perfect and the day to follow may bring back the light.

Maybe it’s because I am now just at home, or maybe it’s the stresses of life just culminating at certain times and becoming a fog, maybe it’s because sometimes I can’t help but focus on how this became my life, I don’t know the reasons for it, but I know that a hug might make it better.

Real moms need support after all… a kind word, a loving touch, a friendly smile, encouragement to go on, acclamation for just being a real mom… You real moms… job well done!