{"id":2375,"date":"2021-12-23T12:10:56","date_gmt":"2021-12-23T16:10:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/diaryofanhonestmom.com\/?p=2375"},"modified":"2023-02-20T13:14:01","modified_gmt":"2023-02-20T17:14:01","slug":"mama-you-are-enough-when-christmas-is-hard","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/diaryofanhonestmom.com\/blog\/mama-you-are-enough-when-christmas-is-hard\/","title":{"rendered":"Mama, You Are Enough- When Christmas is Hard"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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Being mama is enough<\/h2>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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You log in to Facebook\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

and what do you see?<\/span><\/p>

Gingerbread houses, homemade,<\/span><\/p>

By a mom of 3.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

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Here comes the gram,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

And it\u2019s no real surprise,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

After scrolling for just minutes<\/span><\/p>

You\u2019ve got tears in your eyes<\/span><\/p>

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Holiday parties\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

with velvet red dresses,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Meanwhile you\u2019re cleaning up<\/span><\/p>

your childrens\u2019 messes.<\/span><\/p>

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Professionally captured\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

moments of joy,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Curated images of\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Santa\u2019s good boy<\/span><\/p>

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It\u2019s not you, you can\u2019t do it<\/span><\/p>

There just so much else going on,<\/span><\/p>

But seeing what everyone is doing<\/span><\/p>

Makes you feel like you\u2019re doing something wrong<\/span><\/p>

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You\u2019ve been planning and\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Buying and wrapping all month<\/span><\/p>

But somehow your efforts<\/span><\/p>

Feel like they\u2019re just not enough.<\/span><\/p>

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Your mental health dwindles\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

with each day that goes by\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

But you keep it together<\/span><\/p>

So they don\u2019t see you cry.<\/span><\/p>

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You fret over the budget<\/span><\/p>

Night after night<\/span><\/p>

While it seems like the\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Rest of the world- it\u2019s living life.<\/span><\/p>

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You want to do crafts,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

You want to bake and to sing,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

But lately you don\u2019t have\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

energy left for anything.<\/span><\/p>

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Matching mantles and Christmas trees<\/span><\/p>

And houses with lights,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

It seems like you\u2019re the only one<\/span><\/p>

Who is not merry and bright.<\/span><\/p>

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But you paint on a smile<\/span><\/p>

You do it all for the kids<\/span><\/p>

You love seeing their joy,<\/span><\/p>

But it feels like a fib.<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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You can\u2019t do all the things<\/span><\/p>

It\u2019s not that you don\u2019t try<\/span><\/p>

But money and mental health\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

And support has run dry<\/span><\/p>

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You wake up every day and\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

You give all that you have<\/span><\/p>

But when the night comes<\/span><\/p>

You wonder if your momming is bad<\/span><\/p>

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But it\u2019s not, and you\u2019re wrong<\/span><\/p>

The kids are just fine<\/span><\/p>

They\u2019ve got you and your love<\/span><\/p>

They don\u2019t need all that shine<\/span><\/p>

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You\u2019re comparing your journey\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

To everyone\u2019s highlight reel<\/span><\/p>

Without taking notice of the\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Things they also might feel.<\/span><\/p>

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The crafty mom might barely<\/span><\/p>

Be keeping her head,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

While the rich one is lost<\/span><\/p>

in toxic family holiday dread.<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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The curated pictures make<\/span><\/p>

That family look perfect<\/span><\/p>

But there\u2019s never a way to see<\/span><\/p>

Just what\u2019s under the surface.<\/span><\/p>

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You might have it hard,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

You might just be getting by<\/span><\/p>

But the kids know that they\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Are the apple of your eye.<\/span><\/p>

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And that is what matters\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

How you made them feel<\/span><\/p>

Not the presents you bought<\/span><\/p>

Or a perfectly-executed meal.<\/span><\/p>


<\/span>For in 20 years they won\u2019t<\/span><\/p>

Remember the bows and strings<\/span><\/p>

They\u2019ll remember how you\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

were there over everything.<\/span><\/p>

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So no matter if you<\/span><\/p>

Do a little or a lot,<\/span><\/p>

They\u2019ll know that you\u2019ve\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

given them all that you\u2019ve got.<\/span><\/p>

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So ease up, take a breath<\/span><\/p>

You are doing just fine<\/span><\/p>

Give yourself some grace during<\/span><\/p>

This insane holiday time.<\/span><\/p>

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They\u2019ve got food, and a bed<\/span><\/p>

And toys under the tree<\/span><\/p>

They\u2019ve got you,<\/span><\/p>

and you\u2019re enough as can be.<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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