To My Reader

Dearest Friend,

I’m not a perfect person. I get anxious. I get frustrated. I swear. I raise my voice sometimes. Some days I feel insecure and some days my ego is the size of Texas. I don’t always learn the lesson right away. I don’t always get it right the first time. Or even the second!

My guess is I am not alone.

I love the kids in my home. I work hard to be the best I can be even when I’m not feeling the best. I don’t always knock it out of the park. I show up. I supply. I try.

My guess is I am not alone.

I am a mom, which means that I am responsible and present even when I’m tired. I am a step-mom, which means I am smiling even when my back is full of knives. It is not always fun. It is not always inspirational. Sometimes my heart is completely broken, but I am always there.

My guess is I am not alone.

This blog is called “Diary of a Hot Mess Mama” for a reason. I am totally winging it. I do not write to glorify myself. I do not wish to misrepresent myself. I try not to make our children look perfect, though in my eyes all four of them are extremely remarkable.

The motive behind this blog is to reveal the work God is doing in my life. He uses the kids, my spouse, family, friends and even strangers to teach me. When I learn something, I share it because when another mama learns something I hope she will. I’m taking notes. I am most definitely a work in progress.

God is at work and He is molding me into the woman He always intended for me to be. Not because I am great, but because He is. I may do the footwork, but He has laid out the plans. I am ALWAYS learning.

My guess is I am not alone.

I see you, Mama, because I see me. I know you are tired. I know you worry. I know you get hurt. I know you are relentless. I know you are a cheerleader. I know you are a favorite toy and an ATM and the most accommodating cab driver.

I know you have the good snacks and the mountains of laundry. I know you pick out formal dresses and plan parties. I know you secretly snicker at the oxymoron “family vacation”. I know you wonder if your children know how special they are, how loved they are, and how proud you are.

I know you meet teachers and crushes. I know you listen to the same paper or song 100 times because you know it’s a huge deal. I know you create Halloween costumes and cook dinners for the most critical of crowds. I know you have been a makeup dummy and a high fashion judge in a dressing room.

I know you wear a million hats. I know how invisible you feel. I know your feet hurt and you haven’t eaten a hot meal in your home in years.

I know because you’re not alone.

We are not alone. Our greatest co-parent, our most talented partner, our truest guide is right there with us.

My best may not be enough. His always is. My words may not always comfort. He always does. My temper may not always be mild. He is always in control.

His work is not done. And to that, I say: AMEN!

So Much Love,

A Truly Hot Mess Mama

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8 thoughts on “To My Reader

  1. Amy Dockery says:

    Best one yet- so well written, honest and kind and direct before our God- right on!
    On Tue, Aug 27, 2019 at 9:25 PM Diary of a Hot Mess Mama wrote:
    > hotmessmama2017 posted: “Dearest Friend, I’m not a perfect person. I get > anxious. I get frustrated. I swear. I raise my voice sometimes. Some days I > feel insecure and some days my ego is the size of Texas. I don’t always > learn the lesson right away. I don’t always get it right t” >

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  2. Monica Buttrey says:

    I love this. You have a way of connecting and reaching people in the most honest way. I always feel like your writing is humble and comes from the best place possible and is inspired by something greater than yourself! love you

    Liked by 1 person

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