Facing Discouragement and Fatigue
I am faced with the issue of discouragement quite often. For example, when I get a room tidied up and then look behind me to find Baby Girl making a mess in that newly cleaned room. That discourages me. Or when I walk into my boys’ bedroom to find that I can’t walk into the room because of all the clothes (clean and dirty mixed together) and toys scattered on the floor. Those things discourage me.
Christian motherhood and wifehood is a very challenging job. The nitty gritty details of everyday life seem so insignificant, yet they are what make our house a home, what make these nine people a family. Doing the dishes, tying shoe laces for the thousandth time because this kid will not learn to tie them on his own, taking out the trash, making my bed, reading a Bible story at breakfast, making sure dh and I have time together- all of these things are my service to the Lord and to my family. I know that. And I love that. I love that my job is to shape little hearts for Jesus. My job is to help my husband and take care of him. I love this wonderful occupation God has called me to.
Knowing all of this, why am I so discouraged and disheartened this morning? I hate it when I feel this way. It just doesn’t make sense. Knowing what a wonderful life I have, what a wonderful husband I have, what great children I have, feeling discouraged and depressed makes no sense. But it is what it is and this is how I am feeling this morning.
I started feeling this way yesterday afternoon. Baby Girl was making messes every time I turned my back! I left her alone in the kitchen eating a pb and honey sandwich while I wrote a quick thank you note that I had forgotten to write from Christmas. In about 3 minutes time, she had taken the lid off the honey, crawled under the table, and poured it out onto the floor, where she was eagerly eating it…off...the…floor. Ewww! I promptly disciplined her for that and put her in bed while I cleaned up the mess. While I was cleaning up the mess, she got out of her bed, went into my bathroom, got my conditioner, went back to bed, and poured conditioner on the bed, under the covers. She then got out the baby wipes and attempted to clean it all up. She did a pretty good job actually, but that is beside the point.
At this point, Baby was screaming because he is cutting his top front teeth and he just doesn’t feel well. I attempted to give him ibuprofen, but he spit it out all over his outfit. He then got put in bed as well.
Another issue that is discouraging to me is the fact that we have a few mice in our house. Gross!! The last time we had a mouse problem was when we were first married and lived in Norman, OK, in a tiny cute house. I saw a mouse, put out a trap, got it, end of story. This time, they seem to be multiplying. We have traditional traps, glue traps, and 2 different kinds of poison (hidden away from the kids’ reach), yet we still are seeing mice. The boys think it si great, Mommy does NOT think it is great. I am disgusted by mice. I feel like I must not be doing a good enough job of keeping the house clean. I try to keep all food cleaned up, but with 7 children, two of them under the age of 3, food gets spilled on the floor, taken into the living room, etc. I feel like this is war and the little creatures (the mice, not the children) are winning!
Okay, there you have it. All of these things have led to my discouragement I am feeling this morning. Last night I just wanted to get out of ehre, so I went to the store to buy coffee, a few Valentine’s cards, and fill up dh’s truck with gas. I stayed gone for about an hour, and came home to a big mess. Dh is a great hubby and daddy, but he doesn’t exactly clean up too well. That’s okay; I love him despite this flaw (smile). This morning I am still dealing with the mess, plus I turned off my alarm and slept in for an hour and a half. No Bible time, no prayer time, no shower, the clothes I want to wear are in the dryer, you get the picture.
I am considering two options:
- Ignore the mess and the things I need to do, get dressed, go to Mardel and spend my gift card from Christmas, and go eat lunch with dh (I only have 2 little ones all day today)
- Stay home, start my day over from the beginning and follow my morning routine that I know works so well.
Option 1 sounds much more fun, but I will still face the mess when I get home.
What do you think I should do?