Stressed Mama of Little Kids
There is something about the mama who is done that is easy to identify. She is wearing wrinkled clothes. Her hair is pulled up in a truly messy bun, not the cute ones that are Instagram worthy, but a real mess. The look on her face is desperation and ready to cry at any moment. You will typically see her with at least one toddler, if not two. They are either getting into everything of running around trying to get into everything. You can see her chasing her children and calling their names. She is desperate to get what she needs and get home.
Stressed Mama of Middle Years
Then there is the mama who has older children. Not only does she work, but she has to manage her home, her children’s homework, making sure they have their lunch, the project that they were informed about the night before it was due, and their activities. She is chronically late, not because she wants to be, but because someone forgot something. She is the one who shows up to work already exhausted and the day has just begun.
Stressed Mama of older children
Now, how about the mama of teenagers and adult children. While she doesn’t have those problems anymore, now we face so many different emotions. What are my kids going to do with their lives? Will date or marry someone who will love them for the rest of their lives? What are they going to do with their life? You want to move to a country on the other side of the world! What kind of friends do they have? Are they a good influence or causing problems? This mama is fretting herself into anxiety about what is to come and depression because she is looking back and seeing nothing but her mistakes.
A little of my story
How do I know about all of this? Because four years ago, I was all three of these mamas. I had a baby and a toddler, a grade school child, and three teenagers. I was tired, stressed out, and burning the candle at both ends.
In 2015 two huge events happened. My Grandma Lucile died in July, and I turned 40. Why are those two things tied together? Because I had planned to spend the entire day with my grandma for my birthday, and she was gone. The woman who has unconditionally loved me all of my life was gone, and I didn’t know what to do.
The night before my birthday, I was home alone with my baby, while my husband took the other kids to bible study. I was sitting on the floor holding him, and I wanted to die. I didn’t know how I was going to do it, because well I don’t like pain, but the pain inside of me was so intense that I felt I couldn’t bear it anymore. How was I supposed to go on when the foundation of my life was gone? Who was going to love me anymore? I didn’t have many friends so that no one would miss me.
God saved me and a promise made
These and many more thoughts ran through my head, but there was a voice that was louder than the others. It said, “Ok, fine, but how are you going to keep your baby safe until your family gets home if you kill yourself?
I honestly believe that it was God speaking to me, and He made the other voices seem small. What was I going to do with my baby to make sure he was safe if I was dead? Sure, maybe he would be better off without me, but I can’t guarantee that he would be safe until my husband came home if I killed myself.
This one thought was enough to stop me in my tracks. I couldn’t do it. Even if I didn’t love myself and felt that no one loved me, I loved my children more than anything else in this world, and I wouldn’t intentionally cause them harm.
As I sat there sobbing, I told God, “If you help me get through this and get better, I promise to help other mamas who are facing the same thing. It doesn’t matter what it is, present them to me, and I will share my story and help them all I can.”
God has kept his promise, as He always does, so I had to start keeping mine. It began with just complimenting and encouraging other moms I knew. Then I started writing positive posts on my Instagram account. Finally, it was time to create a blog.
Self Care Mama Club
It wanted a place where mamas could go and feel peace, inspiration, hope, encouragement, find themselves again, learn to love themselves, helpful tips to learn to take care of themselves again and learn how to become the best version of themselves.
That is where the Self Care Mama Club was birthed. My mission is to serve, love, and inspire Mamas who have lost themselves in the raising of their family and in the process have not only stopped loving themselves but have stopped taking care of themselves to find a place where they can find hope, love, coaching, a mentorship, tools, and lessons I have learned in my 22 years as a Mama who has been right where they are.
So, to celebrate the launch of the Self Care Mama Club and my survival of thinking of suicide, I am having a birthday bash giveaway.
Below this post, you will find a Giveaway raffle. It will run for the next TEN days, so you have lots of chances. Since there are TEN different items, I will draw TEN different winners. These books are some of my favorite books that have helped me on my journey to become the best version of myself that I am today.
I want to give you a helping hand to get you started on this journey, because as I said before- this is all about YOU. I made a promise, and I intend to keep it.
So make sure to sign up for each of the changes so you can have as man entries as possible.