At church, I ran into a mom who had a two-year-old daughter and a four-month-old son. The baby had only slept two nights since birth, and poor mom was looking beautiful, but there was a sadness I could sense.
Moms of wee ones, let me just take a minute and talk to you frankly.
I was where you are only 20 short years ago. I remember exactly how you feel. Scared of every fever and runny nose. Terrified of all the mistakes I was making. LONELY. LONELY. LONELY. I had family all around and a wonderful husband, but at least eight hours a day and usually more like ten, I was by myself with the babies. I desired companionship and conversation badly. It seemed like eons until these babies would actually be grown enough for me to have a meaningful conversation with. O, how I remember.
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Please moms, listen carefully to my advice.
Your best ally is a routine. Get a schedule and for the most part, stick to it. Give yourself a rest during their naptimes. Let daddy take the night shift and you SLEEP, babies won’t suffer from a bottle and a night with daddy…even if it is formula and not breastmilk!
Give the small ones a chance to play alone for up to 45-minutes a day in their pack-and-plays or cribs (this may take time and practice), so you can stay on top of your other duties. Get a good jogging stroller and get outside everyday in the sun. Read to them every single day. And most importantly, use this time to grow your relationship with the Lord, so that as they age and come up with amazing questions, you will be prepared with answers. And let that time in the Word (listening to uplifting worship music, sermons or podcasts, or just a quiet study of the written Word) be your companion. Your conversation.
You know what will happen? Your fears, loneliness and condemnation will flee. Your strength will soar. And your joy will multiply. You will be a better wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend, WOMAN….than if you searched for that fulfillment elsewhere. Trust me. Trust Him. His Word.
I remember how you feel. I was there. Use this time wisely by being wise with your routine, and watch the enemy leave you alone!
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