She asks a question that I have not been able to answer in my own life... "Why is motherhood so double minded?" I know the gift of it and yet I long for everything that mothering a brood of six children is not__ I long for quiet and bickering, whining, sulking, crying- free days.
And yet, like she said, there was once a day when my home was empty and clean. And although my spirit longs for peace and quiet, it also knows the privilege and gift of this season.
I can't remember where I heard it, but I recently heard a mom say that she loves the life she's in, but if she could buy "alone time" on Amazon Prime, she would. I couldn't have said it any better.
I only have questions, resonating, reverberating, ringing……ringing true . Can any One answer?