I read this post over the weekend – that has (what I feel is) a fabulous message…
When children come along, we believe that we can press pause on the soulmate narrative, because parenthood has become our new priority and religion.
If we are raw and real about where parenthood stands on our list, would we say it’s our first priority? God does say to train up a child, yes. He doesn’t say to hunker down. He doesn’t say it’s a space where two become one. (Gasp.) And that, my dear friend – it’s okay.
Being a special-child and miracle-child mama, my ambitions often get in the way of what we’ve been gifted. We have the opportunity to raise up His children. And oftentimes, this blessed wild child becomes the center of my focus. How could she not?! The everyday wildness speaks to a constant need to be on, so that – perhaps – we can live a more stable life. But is it stable if I don’t put my husband first?
I need him. I need my husband, because he’s my rock. It’s confusing and hard and even frowned upon to not put your miracle mild or sensory wild child first! I adore being a mother. It’s been the center of my universe these last few years – as I’ve finally embraced what life looks like as a mama bear. (It’s messy, y’all. It’s M E S S Y.) But motherhood, my parenting path, does not define me. It refines me. I want to be pressed upon to be a better person. Even if this means struggle. It grows me! But to whom will the benefit of this growth go? With God’s grace, I will care for my spouse for long after these babies depart our home. He should benefit from my growth – and not just then, but now.
I would love to hear your heart! Let’s share the ride.
Much love and peace to you and yours,