Recently I made a statement that needs some qualification. I said that if you find staying home with your children to be boring, you haven't leaned in hard enough. I believe this, but it sounds overly simplistic for someone who may be in the middle of the mundane daily-ness of life and unsure how to find joy with a flock of needy people who communicate in whines and drool all the time. It is a unique temptation to tally up all the sacrifices and hard things, like how many snaps I have done up in my lifetime, and how few hours of sleep I am getting. Ask me how I know that this mindset quickly and efficiently drains all the joy out of life and I will tell you that I have been there.
There is a Kingdom principle that says "Freely you have received, freely give…." Another one is "Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with your might." And then there is my favorite: "Whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God." The call of God to mothers is intensely practical and spiritual all mixed together.
Of course, you can vigorously keep house and train children in right paths without really enjoying it, but what is the point? Wouldn't you rather be all in, graceful and excited about your life-work instead of muttering in your spirit about what all you will do "once these kids grow up"? I remember the time when that hit me and I decided that I was going to stop trying to preserve my life and just dive in all the way to being a mother, sink or swim. It was a life-changing decision. Like anything else, I have been tested many times.
These are some practical ways I lean in to my work, ways I have observed other mothers doing well without giving in to weariness, ways I have learned the hard way.
Give your work to God every day. It might seem silly to pray, "I am giving you this drink, Jesus," when you are serving your child orange juice in a sippy cup, but it is an effective way to change the way you think. "I am folding these clothes for your glory, Lord." Eventually this attitude becomes second nature and you do not need the prompts so much.
Bend down and look at your child. Really smile into his face and enjoy him. I am not talking so much about the adorable curls and dimply cheeks, delightful as they are to admire, as I am talking about noticing the person he is becoming. Watch the personality emerge. Share yourself by talking about life as though he is a real conversationalist. If you refrain from baby talk, you'll have wonderfully stimulating conversations before you know it.
Read up on your subject. When my husband was taking a course on child development during nursing school, he got me an audio course so I could follow along. Because it was what I was wading through at the time, it was fascinating stuff! Of course, these courses are written from a humanistic point of view and should be sieved through the Word of God, but it was so interesting to hear about what is happening in that two-year-old's brain while she systematically explores every corner of her world.
Write down the milestones. Take quick notes during the day so you can share with your husband what your children said or did that was so amusing that day. I look through pages of recorded conversations with my toddlers now and I know I would remember very few of them. Guess who else loves to read them? Yup, the children. Addy quotes stuff all the time that the boys said long before she was born. It all becomes part of the story tradition of a family.
Keep a journal of prayers and visions for your children, even the despairing ones where you can't see that they will ever learn. Some day you will look back at them and see that the child who was mean and grabbed toys has now learned to be generous. As the visions get bigger, you will need those reminders that it's all a process of learning. This is going to take time, but you are in for the long haul.
Do things intentionally (that require extra effort) to delight your children. My sister told me she put whipped cream and sprinkles on her son's pancakes one day just for fun, and he was terribly distressed by her effort because routine is a bigger deal to him than sprinkles. Obviously, you learn what is wonderful to your child by observing. Playing is always a good choice. To have Mom running around the yardplaying tag will elevate the game tremendously. If you find it trying to play Go Fish or Memory, it might become easier if you spend your energies marveling at how your child's brain is working rather than mulling over how your own brain is floundering in boredom.
Include your children in your work. My mom did this, so I had a great example, but I now know that many women do not like to let their children help them. It seems so much easier to hand the children a screen, then scurry around doing the work. Of course, there are times when they simply cannot help, but when you think about it, it doesn't make sense to not show them how to do things. If you give little children an hour of play while you do dishes and prep supper, you will likely have another hour of clean up looming in the rest of the house. What if they would have been drying dishes, chopping lettuce with a dull knife, learning to use a peeler on potatoes, etc. instead of clearing out the games closet? Maybe your kitchen time would be prolonged, but the children would have the sense of being welcome in your life, not to mention the sense of being useful.
Stop rushing. If a recreational activity requires frantic tearing around to get out the door, (unless it is a soccer game in the backyard) you will feel frayed by the effort and the tone of your voice will tell on you. Did you ever notice how harried children can take longer to put on one sock than it should take to get dressed from top to toe? It's like they are built in "Slow Down" signs along the path of life for grown-ups.
Accept the fact that anything worth doing well is going to be hard. There are charming delights to parenting, the Instagram days. Then there are days when you really wouldn't want anybody to step into your chaos and there were no funny stories to jot down for later. It all feels like a mess and it's hard to get up and keep going. You're tired and there is no end in sight. This is where you run to find Jesus in the chaos and you know that this is indeed what He has given you to do. As you lean in to it gladly, yoked with Him, you feel that somehow He is doing the carrying and your burden becomes light. It is a mystery that is hard to describe, but I have experienced it countless times.
I have a bonus one for you: Learn to laugh. Laugh at yourself. Laugh with your children when they tell a funny story. Laugh when your son wears mismatched socks to church and laugh when the milk is all gone and you have to eat toast or dry cereal for breakfast. It's well-known that a happy person doesn't get bogged down in the details that could actually be big stuff if they stewed around in it for a long time. The more you practice being joyful about your everyday life, the more you will find you actually love it.
I'm so glad you wrote this. There are number of things in here that I have been in the process of learning/growing on my own journey. So now it's fresh in my mind as we prepare to launch into another week.
Such encouraging words!! Thank you for taking the time to speak life to all of us weary mommas!! You have given me a lot to think about!! Blessings to you.
I keep coming back to visit this post: my wee lad is still under a year old so a lot of this is still not applicable to me, but I loved the bit about giving my work to God. Thanks for the encouragement.
Bless you! The investment is no less important when they are wee ones. It can feel like so much ordinariness, but it all counts!