I can’t even count the times I’ve looked at a fellow Mom and uttered these words:
I just don’t know how you do it
- My sister in law who moved her and her family to the DRC to do ministry there
- My cousin who has a 6 year old, a 4 year old and almost 2 year old twins
- My fellow Mama at church who has 6 kids
- My mother-in-law who has raised a child with special needs
- The Mom on IG who always seems to have perfect outfits and picture poses for her children
- The Mom on Pinterest who can style a party like nobdoys business
- The working Mama who also seems to do so much with her kiddos
Honestly, honestly…I don’t know how they do it.
And then, we got Little Miss. And people started staying this to me on a daily basis.
Suzanne, I don’t know how you do it!
At first, I found it offensive. It made me feel like I was some unreachable superhero, that I was so much better than everyone else and totally excelling at the mom/foster mom life.
The truth is: I’m not. I never was. Most days I’m flailing around just counting down the hours until bedtime or naptime (whichever comes sooner!). And hearing comments from others about “doing it” just made me feel like surely I was letting someone down that I wasn’t actually “doing it”.
And then I slowly learned to take it as a compliment. Oh! They don’t know how I do it! That means: they admire me! That means they think I’m doing a great job! Just like when I tell one of those people listed above that I don’t know how they do it. I admire them because it seems to me like they are doing an amazing job at a tough task, a task that I don’t have to endure on a daily basis
But let me tell you a little secret: I don’t know how I do it, either.
Honestly. I look back on the pictures of the week we brought Little Miss home and I don’t know how I did it. Tera was hardly even walking, and I literally had to carry the both of them around everywhere we went.
I look back at the pictures from Little Miss’ first three months of life in our home…she cried for most of those first three months. And I don’t know how I did it.
I think back to March of this year when I had an 18 month old, a 6 month old and a super horrible first trimester of a pregnancy. Honestly, I don’t know how I did it.
And as I think back on those times, I realize that I do know how I did it.
First and foremost…it was only by the grace of God. He sustained me and guided us and somehow I had the strength and the courage and the patience to get through those difficult days. It was not a human strength, guys. It was all him. He gave me the grace to start every day new and even when I felt like I was barely holding on, one day rolled into the next…and then somehow we had made it through the difficult stage.
And the other thing is? I didn’t think about it. I just did it. I didn’t wake up in the morning and think t myself, “Should I get up and feed the babies or should I just lay here?”. I moaned and groaned, but then I always just…did it. Some days it was the bare minimum. Some days it was a little more than the minimum. But every day it was one step in front of the other. One moment, one task, one hour, one day at a time.
And the third way I do it? Is by setting my priorities. We all have them. We all need to have them. But we aren’t all going to get it all done. We are going to work and play with our kids, but probably not keep up with cleaning the house. One Mom is going to be able to take fabulous pictures of her kids and spend hours editing them, but she probably struggles with meal planning and getting dinner on the table for her family. One Mom is going to have a spotless home, but doesn’t ever leave the house. One Mom is going to be making money for her family, but is rarely home. It’s our priorities. So when you see a Mom excelling at something that you are not excelling at, remember that we are all different. We all have strengths and weaknesses and we need to learn to cheer each other on in our priorities. My priorities are being a wife, a Mom and a foster Mom. To me, this means that I am present with my children, making home-cooked meals and spending nap time hustling on this blog. But your priorities? They might be totally different. Just make sure you know your priorities and you stick to it!
Mama, sometimes we are going through a hard time. It might be grief. It might be depression. It might be exhaustion. It might be overwhelming tasks. It might be two kids super close in age. It might be a husband’s deployment. It might be a difficult pregnancy. It might be _______ (fill in the blank!)
And here is what you are going to do, Mama. You are going to do it. You are going to put one foot in front of the other. You aren’t going to focus on “getting through” or the end of this hardship. Instead, you are going to go moment by moment. You are going to wake up in the morning and get up. You are going to carry both of those children through the store since neither child can walk. You are going to get through the long weeks of this pregnancy. You are going to do it one day at time. Hey, maybe that’s too daunting. You are going to do it one hour at a time. One minute at a time. You are going to do it.
And remember this: you are not alone. Oh, God totally gives us more than we can handle. I’ve never experienced this more than when I became a Mom. But the thing is that you don’t have it go alone. Grace and mercy. And faith. And little moments of joy in times that you least expected it. Comfort and peace that passes understanding in these difficult situations.
And one day, Mama? One day you are going to look back and smile a little inside. Because suddenly you will see what everyone else saw. You will look back on yourself and your situations and your circumstances and you will say to yourself,
“I don’t know how I did it!”
But you did, Mama. You did it. Not on your own. Not without your tribe. Not without our great and mighty God. But you did it, Mama. You did it.
Yes! As mothers we have one option! Just do it! Love your words Suzanne!
I needed this. Thank you for the encouragement!
Well said! I couldn’t have summed it up better: rely on God, just do it, and set your priorities. And don’t compare yourself to all the other super moms. Or in my case, grandmas!
Love it! Us moms can do much! I love not knowing how we did it sometimes and actually DO IT! You’re an inspiration to many! 🙂
I love this post! I can completely relate. I still feel uncomfortable when I get that comment, but I now reply the same way every time. ” I do it because I love them dearly and I know you could do it, too.”
Hits home for me as I get that a lot. You are right, you just don’t think and just do it! Loved this post!
It is amazing how we can do it. It seems like some special feat to outsiders but really you do what you have to do in order to keep moving forward and you work within your own capacities. We all have our strengths and weaknesses and there will always bee someone who is in awe of how you do it.
I can relate to this post so much… I have a son who just turned 4, a daughter who just turned 2, and a 3 month old… I often wonder how I do it too!
I can relate to this post so much… I have a son who just turned 4, a daughter who just turned 2, and a 3 month old… I often wonder how I do it too!
You just do it. But you just do it with so much beauty and grace. Honestly you are an inspiration to the rest of us. Unconditional love for those that aren’t even flesh and blood is a rare quality in this world that is far undervalued xo
You are such a great mama and an inspiration. Killing it lady! 🙂 <3
After having a trying week this made me cry and smile at the same time. I haven’t been blogging as much as I want, this motherhood thing is just plain hard some days, and finding a balance between it all feels impossible sometimes, but we DO IT! Awesome post girlfriend!
First and foremost, the grace of God!! Yes! You are rockin it mama and this post really encourages me!!
Great post! I’m also one of those mom who strives to do everything but almost go crazy trying to do it all!
Very true, no matter how crazy the days get we just do it… No other option right?
God will only give you what you can handle. Everyone is different and what they can handle is different. Sometimes I don’t know how I do it and there are often times I look at other women and say “wow”!!!!
Right on. I have no idea how any of us do it, but we sure do!
Yes, very insightful! Keep trudging along. It will all eventually be fine, or forgotten 🙂
Love this post. So relatable. My kids are 19 months apart, and, oh my goodness, those first couple of years with both were so overwhelming!
With God we can do anything! You are awesome.
Such a great read!!! We all wonder how the other mom does it!
So true and encouraging. Nice job.
I think back on times when things were rough with CJ and I can’t believe we survived. Of course we did! What other choice did we have?
I love this and needed to hear these words tonight. I am just in survival mode this week. Thank you for sharing!
Aw, Sarah! We ALL have those survival mode stages of life…sometimes they last weeks or even months! I hope that your week picks up a little and gets better!
Such a good read! Mama’s just do it – whatever it takes
Love this! I look back at when I had a 19 month old and a newborn and think the same thing. But I just did it! There’s always new challenges, but as Mom’s we just have to do it. And the more you do the more you realize you can!
I think women are truly amazing. No matter what our circumstances seem to be we ‘do it’ because we have to. Great post thanks for sharing :).
I do say to my parents ‘ I must have been a nightmare!’ But they always said I was really good kid and wasn’t much trouble. So I dunno make that as you will. A very entertaining read.
This post is so inspiring. I often feel the same way. But I love how you turned it around and said, I don’t know how I do it. Many days I don’t know how I do it either. I commute 40 miles one way every day, work 40 hours a week and serve alot of broken children and parents. We do alot of strong things too that we need to acknowledge within ourselves. Thanks for the reminder.
You are amazing, Diedre! So often we are so hard on ourselves because we see other women doing things better than us. But it’s important to remember that we are all using our strengths in a unique way.
I have a had some ideas for a similar post in my drafts for awhile. I love your answer, but I also think that the simple answer is that you just have to. t’s like you said, you don’t think about, you just know you have to do it so you do!
Yep, you just do it, Mama.
This post is everything! It’s the by the grace of God that I’m ever able to do the things I do, too. Jesus and priorities… you nailed it!
Aww Suzanne! I love this <3
I can see it obviously resonated with a lot of other Mamas as well!
Thank you for this post; I can definitely relate. My husband and I have two little ones, work from home, and are actively involved in ministry (in Mexico). Sometimes people from the church will say they admire me for showing women that you can have kids and still be involved in ministry. I am flattered to hear such compliments, and as you say in you post, we can only do anything by the help of God every day. Furthermore, I think another response to such comments should be: Am I a hypocrite? What I mean is–am I showing people a great missionary mom while not actually being a great missionary mom behind the scenes. They do not see my struggles with anxiety or my struggles with impatience, and these are things that I must allow God to change in me. And until I can manage these challenges, I think it is important to watch any pride that might stir up when someone tells me I am doing things so well. It’s important to be real with people. Therefore, when someone pays you a compliment, it is important to 1) receive it and thank God that you can be an inspiration to others AND also 2) listen to any conviction that might be in the comment and ask God to help you be a genuine example for others, someone who looks like she is doing well and is also actually doing well. And by doing well, I do not mean being perfect but rather someone who is consciously letting God work on her failures and transform them for his glory. Hang in their, mamas!