I found myself at the end of the day, frustrated and angry at myself for failing to do what I should have done. Then in a quiet moment I thought, Stop listing your failures. Start listing your successes.
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Would you like some incredibly simple ways to bring more power and joy to your mothering? Join April and Rachel Nielson of the 3in30 podcast as April shares stories about her mom and how her example can help each of us as we strive to be the mom we want to be.
If I didn’t have these weaknesses, I wouldn’t have these strengths. I can embrace this person I was made to be and not be quite so caught up in trying to be someone else. I kind of love who I am now that I can see it more clearly.
Somehow, when I wasn’t looking, he’d developed into a kind young man of character and great focus, and I’d missed it. Sure, I’d caught glimpses along the way, but I could’ve enjoyed so much more if I weren’t blinded by my idea of who he should be.
Like any gift, this body of mine deserves to be cherished and nurtured. Rather than belittle it with negative talk and unhealthy living, I ought to do my best to keep it strong, and then use it as the instrument for good that it’s meant to be.
I have never had much trouble saying no to things that would detract from my happiness rather than add to it. For me, feeling comfortable saying no comes down to four basic strategies.
Do you ever feel like there is a perfect storm brewing all around you? Mothers encounter all kinds of catastrophes (big and small!) on a daily basis. In this episode of Power of Moms Radio, April shares ideas to help avoid having a meltdown when it seems like everything is working against you.
I will probably battle bipolar disorder all my life. As such, I have chosen to speak more openly about it. I am trying to overcome the social stigma of mental illness, which is challenging because it attacks a person’s core identity.
Too many times, the day-to-day happenings of motherhood can become ordinary. They can seem so monotonous that we might mistake them for commonplace, when really they are our own personal once-in-a-lifetime moments.
The image before me may not have fit the marketing agendas of social media. But here before me was an image of unspoken inner strength, immeasurable love, and incredible devotion.
My arms lift and love through every grand gesture and mundane task of motherhood, of which there are many. And it’s not just my arms that have acquired strength. It’s all of me.
A lot of people would say differently, but surely Thomas Paine was actually talking about moments of mothering mayhem when he penned the words, “These are the times that try men’s souls.” Right? I’m sure of it.