"There is one thing nobody warned me about when I became a mother: what a breeze it would be. I was warned about everything else. All I had been told since I became pregnant was to prepare myself for the toughest job of my life. For years of sleep deprivation, boredom (yes, boredom) and my life not being my own. I was bombarded with tales of cracked nipples, all-night vigils and vomit on the carpet. I was more than mildly worried, as a result, about how on earth I would cope. I am someone who needs my sleep and had a decades long habit of calling my own shots. Would the requirement to be at the beck and call of a little one – even my little one – do my head in?
So, I got the most pleasant surprise to find that being a mum is one of the most seamless, joyful, intuitive things I have ever done. Yes, there are sleepless nights (many of them, in a seemingly endless row), but there is nothing difficult about being up all night with the love of your life. I know our baby boy is only nine months old and isn't even crawling yet, let alone tearing through the house crashing pots on to the floor. I know I only have one child who is healthy and I, thankfully, escaped the cruel curse of postnatal depression, but still I can't see what all the fuss is about.
Ask me if I have another, but from where I stand motherhood is a cinch."
All I could do was laugh and laugh and laugh. I think she's right - babies can be quite straightforward and some women do find themselves with extra time (thus, the many postgraduate degrees that get started while on maternity leave). But I laughed because she hasn't really got that far down the track of motherhood yet. Some of the 'hardness' of being a mum is not because the actual tasks are that difficult but because it just gets repetitive. It goes on and on.
AND she hasn't got a toddler yet who wakes at 6 and then doesn't have a day sleep, whines all day, argues with you and won't eat anything that is vaguely healthy. Add another baby into the mix and then it gets just that bit crazier.
So if you read this and feel disheartened, don't. Because let me reassure you that while there are times when mothering is pretty straightforward there are a whole lot of other times when it is hard, hard, hard work.
Last week my husband was away preaching at a uni student conference. I dropped in for a visit to the conference one evening after work (when I say 'dropped in' I drove for an hour and a quarter to get there and was smashed for the next two days ... but hey, so not the point of this story!).
As part of the series of talks on the resurrection, he was talking about this passage in Revelation 21:3-4. "And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying "Look! God's dwelling place is now among the people, and he will dwell with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.'" (NIV) To expand his point he listed off all the sadness and pain that would be taken away in the new creation. And then he ended the list with 'period pain'. The 700 people in the room kind of froze. …
I have written about this before, but after broaching the subject on facebook a few weeks ago I've been thinking a lot about the whole colouring your hair deal. On facebook I asked when having natural coloured hair was going to become trendy like other old fashioned things like quilting and growing your veges? I am quite tired of how time consuming colouring my hair is and how expensive it is.
A very interesting conversation resulted with a huge variety of opinions. Many of the women said they would be going natural, but of course they aren't gray now (and are my age) so I don't think that really counts. Until you ACTUALLY start going seriously gray/white you can't see how it impacts on the way you look. I think it is different to be almost white (like myself) at age 40 and agreeing in principle to going natural when it happens to you in the future (when you will be a lot older than I am now!).
Just quietly, I'll believe it when I see it (let me throw down …
In the beginning was the Word. And the Word was with God and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made, without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life. And that life was the light of all mankind. The light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it. There was a man from God whose name was John. He came as a witness to testify concerning that light, so through him all might believe. He himself was not the light; he came only as a witness to the light. The true light that gives light to everyone was coming into the world. He was in the world and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognise him. He came to that which was his own but his own did not receive him. Yet to all who did receive him, to those who believe in his name, he gave the right to become children of God. Children not of natural descent nor of human decision or a husband's will, but born of God. The Word bec…