Mixing Play Doh Colours
As a Mum of 3 little ones, Play Doh makes a regular appearance in my life. This week I was reflecting on the state of our 20 tubs of Play Doh. There is not a single tub that remains pure. All the colours have been mixed together to create a beautiful mess.
As I sat there rolling one colour into another, I reflected on the Mums I know. The Mums I love, I have coffee with, I laugh and cry with, who would FLIP OUT if their Play-Doh looked like mine. There are mums who are tidy, neat, organised and on time. There are Mums who are messy, late, unorganised and creative. There are Mums who are tired, Mums who love to play, Mums who need a break, Mums who think a lot or just go with it. There are Mums who love taking their babes outdoors and Mums who love a snuggled day inside. There are Mums who whisper and Mums who yell. They are all Mums.
I spent my first few years of motherhood battling with the thought that I should be a different Mum to the Mum I am, the messy, busy, creative, gentle, overwhelmed, emotional Mum who loves what I do for work and can't wait for bed time so I can read my book in peace. One of the greatest lessons I've learnt is to be happy being me. This doesn't mean I don't care about who I am as a person, it means I have come to rest in the person I am, to trust in the one who created me that I am wonderfully made.
I'm letting go of my desire to have a perfectly clean house and a perfectly organised life. I'm letting go of my guilt in enjoying the work I do.
I'm holding onto the joy I feel when my children hold my hand. I'm holding onto the satisfaction I feel helping amazing children as an Occupational Therapist. I'm holding onto the love that surrounds me.
Much to my amazing husband's dismay, I'm holding onto the fact that mess is a great opportunity to learn!
A HUGE shout out to all the amazing, different Mums out there. You've got this!