Hello, my name is Kacey, and I don’t always talk too friendly to my family. I’m a wife of 10 years to a loving husband and mom to three lively kids under the age of five. Outside our family, most people would say I’m a sweet, soft-spoken, happy-go-lucky kind of gal. My family, though… Let’s just say I hope they remember me as this kind of person and not as the person Stacey and Brooke describe in chapter six, When the Kind Words Won’t Come–the screaming, berating, begging, shaming, crying and threatening me I can be at home.
Growing up on a regular television diet of June Cleaver and Claire Huxtable, I imagined my life as wife and mom as being one glorious day after another filled with baking cookies; lively family conversations around the dinner table; happy, well-mannered kids and perhaps an occasional problem that would resolve itself nicely before bedtime. Ha! Granted, being a wife and mom is glorious. However, these roles challenge me in ways I’ve never imagined. My family has a way of pushing buttons I didn’t know were there. It’s like working out with a personal trainer at they gym and coming home to find your body hurting in places you didn’t even know could hurt.
Ever so often, after countless hours of giving, nursing, cleaning, serving, helping, teaching, etc., I’m left with nothing else to give. It’s at that moment that every offense, real and imagined, becomes magnified. The socks left on the floor for the umpteenth time. The petty squabbling over toys. The toilet paper roll left empty. The defiant disobedience. They’ve all set the stage for an unhealthy combustion of words regretted as soon as they’ve left my mouth at one time or another.
I’d like to say this has only happened once or twice or tell you I prayed about it and now nothing but words of honey flow out of my mouth. Unfortunately, that’s not my testimony–at least not yet. I do, however, now realize the perfect wife or mom doesn’t exist. (As my pastor often says, we aren’t going to be sinless, but we can sin less.) I’m also learning to sidestep weariness and emptiness with a steady schedule of prayer, rest, Bible study and quiet time. Also on my list, pouring positive words and affirmations into my children and husband so when mama does lose it, those times won’t define me.
About the Author:
With three little busy bodies to care for, Kacey is on a mission to take motherhood to the next level. Her blog, Well-Rounded Home, is filled with encouraging words and inspiration for moms in the trenches taking care of home and wrangling kids. She’s a die-hard Texas girl who loves her sweet tea and the word y’all. By day, she’s the marketing and client services guru for a small real estate investment firm.
Moms, how was your week? Were the gentle words slow to come? Or did you find comfort and teaching in our Heavenly Father whose very Word increases our faith? We would love for you to share with us how you’re doing. By it’s very nature, Motherhood brings with it many challenges for finding time to retreat. But, as we keep turning our hearts toward God, He will open up precious pockets of time to pray and get in His Word. We’re praying you moms.
And now for our Friday Link-Up!
Here is your opportunity to tell YOUR story! Will you share your heart and bless another mom?
- How does weariness manifest itself in your home, physically and emotionally? Does it feel like a spiritual battle?
- Share with us some of your bible study habits.What works for you?
- When the gentle words are hard to come by during your day, what do you do in the middle of it all?
Please leave a link back to Hope For The Weary Mom somewhere in your post so other moms can find us here too. So, go ahead and link-up your blog posts and please feel free, as always, to share your heart in the comments below.
Week Six Links:
- Monday: Brooke’s video message
- Wednesday: Megan’s Reflection Post
- To see all of the posts for this study so far, you can view them here.
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