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maryprayforme
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My mother does not live close by. She has raised 6 children. When we visit, she reads to them, she fixes them a little snack from time to time, spoils them with presents, provodes things of entertainment at her house (pool, trampoline, a few toys, etc.), and enjoys watching them play and grow.When I go to visit, I wouldn’t dare dream to ask her to change a diaper, babysit, or go into the duties and responsibilities I bear as a mother. She has on ocassion helped me with a few things (lol! like the time the baby blew out her diaper or one of the kids injured herself). But still, she does her grandmother thing and I do my mom thing.
Now, there were times where she stepped in to help with these things. Once, when I had hemmorhaged post-partum and she helped out around the house after my surgery. The other was when I had to take a child some distance to see a medical specialist and my husband was working double-shifts at night - she stayed with the older kids.
I think maybe you need to examnine your expectations as well and also really see that this is not a rejection of you personally. I sense a little of your need to let go of that part of your relationship. And maybe your mother is still being your mom and recognizing that for you to grow as a person, you need to do more of these things your self. It is overwhelming and sometimes you feel that there is no end in sight. My 5-year-old was a perpetual power nurser. I seriously envisioned walking down the aisle with her in a veil and white silk sling, nursing! LOL! But they morph into one stage and the then the next so subtly and quickly. Offer it up to the Lord. Ask the Blessed Virgin Mary to pray for you to do these things much like she did for Jesus. Saint Monica is another great saint for moms.
And I do agree. Talk to your mom about the stress and difficulty of it all. You may be surprised to find out her insight and how she too was stressed. As I get older, I learn so many things about my mother. These are things I wouldn’t have handled well when I was younger. She already had 2 children, and then her third had profound developmental delays, then me who was constantly sick all the time and lost much of her hearing because of it, and then my younger twin siblings. When I was an adult, my grandmother revealed to me all the tears my mother shed trying to balance it all and deal with her child who couldn’t even climb steps at the age of 7. My little prayer as a mum is I will do the best I can with what God has given me and the rest I place in the hands of Mary to give to her Son.
Think I have rambled enough. This flu is kicking my behind. LOL!
Now, there were times where she stepped in to help with these things. Once, when I had hemmorhaged post-partum and she helped out around the house after my surgery. The other was when I had to take a child some distance to see a medical specialist and my husband was working double-shifts at night - she stayed with the older kids.
I think maybe you need to examnine your expectations as well and also really see that this is not a rejection of you personally. I sense a little of your need to let go of that part of your relationship. And maybe your mother is still being your mom and recognizing that for you to grow as a person, you need to do more of these things your self. It is overwhelming and sometimes you feel that there is no end in sight. My 5-year-old was a perpetual power nurser. I seriously envisioned walking down the aisle with her in a veil and white silk sling, nursing! LOL! But they morph into one stage and the then the next so subtly and quickly. Offer it up to the Lord. Ask the Blessed Virgin Mary to pray for you to do these things much like she did for Jesus. Saint Monica is another great saint for moms.
And I do agree. Talk to your mom about the stress and difficulty of it all. You may be surprised to find out her insight and how she too was stressed. As I get older, I learn so many things about my mother. These are things I wouldn’t have handled well when I was younger. She already had 2 children, and then her third had profound developmental delays, then me who was constantly sick all the time and lost much of her hearing because of it, and then my younger twin siblings. When I was an adult, my grandmother revealed to me all the tears my mother shed trying to balance it all and deal with her child who couldn’t even climb steps at the age of 7. My little prayer as a mum is I will do the best I can with what God has given me and the rest I place in the hands of Mary to give to her Son.
Think I have rambled enough. This flu is kicking my behind. LOL!