The Burden of Motherhood

Sometimes us mothers get confused. 

It's not our fault. 

We're exhausted. 

Emotionally, physically, mentally spent. 

Sometimes it feels like our children are burdens. Let's be real. They make doing so many things so much harder. Grocery shopping, making dinner, reading, laundry, exercising, sleeping, you name it, it's almost guaranteed to be harder with children. And by almost I mean absolutely. I often find myself desiring to do a bajillion things...but oh wait. I have a kid. I can't. She just gets in the way. Makes life harder, right?

It's easy to feel like children are a burden. 

Recently, I've had some clarity on this subject. My little Ainsley makes everything I "have" to do a lot harder....but all those things pale in comparison of how important she is. Ainsley is my blessing, my priority.  She is my job. Thinking children are a burden is backwards. Everything that gets in the way of taking care of them, those are burdens.

So when we're trying to finish a chapter in our book and our baby decides to get into the toilet, our book is the burden to taking care of our baby, not the other way around. Are you picking up what I'm throwing down?

It's easy to see this with things that are optional, like reading a boo
k, but it's a lot harder to see with things that aren't really optional, like making dinner or grocery shopping. However, keeping in mind that Ainsley is always #1 on my to do list, helps me have more patience with her craziness and helps me have more patience with myself for only completing 13% of my to-do list!

This is what life is all about.