The other day I was on Facebook and laughed maybe a little to hard at something I read, it was “Well-behaved firstborn gave me the confidence to be a good mom. My wild child second kid taught me to not judge other mothers.” Ooh so true and funny, as a mom of a very well-behaved first-born daughter and a very lively second born son. I read that and thought no truer words were ever written.
I was able to breathe, take breaks look nice and stay clean with my daughter, in fact I would look at other moms and wonder why they looked so exhausted. I felt like I had what it took to be a mom.
Then along came my son, everything was different. From pregnancy, birth and to now. Just how simple and easy my daughter was that is how challenging it was/is with my son. I can remember like it was yesterday the sheer and utter exhaustion I felt at just a week after I had him. I felt such a kindred spirit with those other moms. In the store we would give a knowing nod of “you got this” or “I feel your pain”. I now had such compassion for those other moms because I was now one of the walking dead. It was about a year after my son was born I finally was able to have both legs shaved at once. Things did get some easier but I learned never to judge another so harshly. You never know what someone is dealing with or the shoes they are walking in, and yes I did leave the house in unmatched shoes and one time instead of scrub bottoms my pajama bottoms but I found kindness and laughter I never knew.
My son turned my easygoing world upside down but I wouldn’t have it any other way. The joy, laughter and his energy is captivating. He has charisma that over flows from him. To an extent I have my son to thank that I am a better, definitely kinder, non judging person.
Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.
1 Peter 3:8
Finally, all of you, have unity of mind, sympathy, brotherly love, a tender heart, and a humble mind.
This picture from my daughter’s wedding says it all, I don’t even need to point out which one my son is.