Conquering Mountains

I feel a little sad when I look at this picture. And not just because I have lost that really good complexion I once had.

I guess the word isn’t really sad. No, I guess it’s bittersweet. I was 25. My first baby was just a few days old. I had no clue what I was doing.

And yet, he was so sweet! The smell of him was sweet, even amidst the spit-up. And the pain of the stitches, episiotome, and the breast engorgement that I know I was suffering when that picture was taken? Well, yeah, amnesia has set in. Big time.

I have to remind myself that it was hard.

It still is. Just in a different way.

Conquering Mountains

This week as I was driving one of the boys to piano lessons, we discussed what had transpired in the last month. You see, a month ago he was ready to throw in the towel. About a month ago he wanted to quit — and we wouldn’t let him. We made him stick to it.

My days since have been filled with the most beautiful piano recitals. He pushed himself past the fumbling fingers and the missed notes. And he’s practiced.

During our ride to piano, he said, “Yeah, you could say that I got to the top of the mountain and I’m enjoying the ride down.” (so cute!)

To which I replied, “There will be another mountain someday. You might not expect it. But you’ll come to another challenge. And that’s when you remind yourself of how you conquered this mountain. And you’ll remember that you can do it. One success will build on another.”

Motherhood Mountains

I didn’t realize it at the time, but it is a lesson for motherhood. We leap these hurdles: pregnancy, childbirth, breastfeeding, the toddler years. We leap each one. But there’s another in the distance.

Typically these hurdles don’t come all at once, yet in waves, so the challenges and blessings of motherhood come to us. We conquer one and grow stronger. We know we can do it. We enjoy a respite and then we need to push again.

Think on this, moms, as you enter another year of motherhood. The challenges will be there, but so will the blessings. You will get to catch your breath. Just be looking for it! Sometimes it feels like if you blink, you might miss that chance of rest.

And have faith, confidence, that you will conquer this next big thing, too. And you’ll be stronger for it. And you will get to the top of the mountain.

Be sure to enjoy the view on the way up and the way down!

 

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  1. So nice, Fishmama – I love your Sunday posts! Happy Mother’s Day to you!

  2. Kathy in Illinois says:

    Happy Mother’s Day to you, Jessica! You have a lovely family.
    God bless, Kathy in Illinois

  3. Was thinking about this the other day. My oldest is now in first grade and dealing with these tough issues with a girl in her class that is very controlling and bossy. We want to encourage her to develop healthy friendships, but also show grace to this girl (she has a tough home life). These are such new issues to me i.e. mountains, but I know we’ll get through them.

  4. Words I needed to hear today.

    I have missed so many moments with my 3 wee ones – simply because I was looking back or looking ahead. I have to be purposed about living in the moment with my kids.

    Yes – I need to enjoy the view on the way up the mountain and on the way down. Such wisdom.

    - Kate :)

  5. Thank you for the encouragement to look for the “rest” times–to consciously take note of them so that when the next mountain comes we can remember that the mountain will not last forever. :) It’s so easy to just fly through the rest times because they’re easy! Trying to consciously enjoy my current “easier” season :)

  6. Thank you! I very much needed that post. It made me cry because I am climbing a mountain now. My 5th baby hasn’t really slept much in 5 months and has a lot of allergy and reflux issues and I homeschool so I have felt very overwhelmed and exhausted. Thank you for the reminder! I needed it! Happy Mother’s Day!

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