Labor Day makes me think of labor…not the way most men think of labor, but the way most moms think of labor.
As the full on effort & pain that starts with the strongest muscle in the human body flexing to the point that you feel you might die! Then relaxing after a tiny new being pushes it’s way out into your arms…to dictate your every move and rob your sleep for the following 18 years.
You will rarely have a day off (especially on labor days) going forward because those kids will be home ruling over your every move and bathroom trip!!
Whatever you thought you were going to accomplish as an adult takes backseat as your kids needs take precedence. Labor day comes and goes and some people have off, but moms rarely do. We just keep on with the seven day grind of non-stop food prep, dishes, laundry, vacuuming, schooling, bathing littles, nail clipping, tear wiping, conflict management, grocery shopping, and finally the exhausting ‘get to bed!’ phase of the day. After which you ponder if it’s worth it to stay up to have some alone time to work on your goals or if you should just get some sleep now… whilst you can. (insert evil laugh HERE.)
Someone will need a feeding or two in the middle of the night, lose a binky, want some water, wet the bed right through that nighttime diaper or have a nightmare and need comfort…all interrupting your REM cycle! I FEEL YOUR PAIN. Such is labor…there is no real need to celebrate it annually that’s kind of like rubbing salt in an open wound. We should remind ourselves though to celebrate it daily. To get up in the morning early, hear the birds sing and think “Today I labor for God to raise His precious children.”
One day, they do grow up and leave the nest and the house will be quiet…too quiet the wiser of the species warn us. One day they won’t need you as much. One day you’re influence will wane and whatever influence you provided during their first stage of home life…will be shown into their adult years. As they create their own ways on the foundation you painstakingly worked around the clock to lay for them, they will remember your words, actions and attitudes.
Their adult phase becomes the fruit of all your moms-don’t-get-a-day-off labor days. All the seeds you planted in their minds bloom. All the weeding and watering you labored to do when they were little ones, preteen ones, and finally teen-know-it-all ones anchors their roots to hold fast in future storms. So while this timeframe often seems like one you want to be over….labor that you rarely get a break and you’re exhausted from…Moms (and Dads) take heart!
Remind yourself that you are raising little gods.
Original verse and for those who would rebuttal me on that ‘blasphemous’ note…this Guy…whose writing is in red seconds the notion!
Not Gods but gods <—note little g. That’s You, Me & The kiddos we’re raising!
No joke, The Most High God calls us all little gods. His ambassadors on Earth. We are to create things, be answers to problems, bring solutions where there is none and develop in Who we are and what all that means.
We are literally raising little gods with the ability to create beautiful or distructive things in the future. That’s huge…that is something in and of myself…I don’t always have all the answers on.
It is so important to take some time to rejuvenate ourselves and reset our minds every day, sometimes hourly on those really trying days, that this labor…is one of the most important tasks we will ever do both now and for the future.
I still believe in working towards my dreams and passions, it’s healthy to do so! But this daily grind to cultivate the minds, heart and soul of the lives entrusted to you….is a precious labor you only have 18 years to make a dent in. That seems long, but everyone before me…says it FLIES by in the blink of an eye and with such conviction…I believe them.
You have been given a gift, some don’t have and some unfortunately lose early in life because of the fallen world we are in. I just wanted to remind myself and you that we’re doing something really special here. Even though sometimes it seems like you’re not doing it right at all, or you think you’d rather do something else, you’re doing an amazing thing.
This Labor Day remember your labor(whether it be physical or the paperwork pins and needles labor of adoption) and the gift of new life in your family tree each brought along. Try to take some time daily to do this mind resetting business. The Most High will infuse your spirit with a joyful heart towards this labor of love with all of it’s challenges and rewards. Just focus on whatever you can do for today, and fight the urge to ring a neck or two when you have to train them in the same thing for the upteenth time!
Happy Labor Day(s)
Much love to you all!