Sometimes it depends on which day you ask.
On how tired you are.
On how many grapes you’ve cut and spills you’ve cleaned;
Your thoughts on this Holy work.
Sometimes the way you thought it would be has gotten swallowed up whole by the way that it actually is.
Sometimes being surrounded by a house full of little ones can feel like the loneliest space.
But then,
Suddenly there you are:
A stick figure Mama drawn next to a shaky crayon heart,
and maybe for a second you see yourself through their eyes.
That your drops of water have turned into their rivers,
and those rivers will feed into the sea.
That those days that seemed ordinary when they stood all alone
made up the most beautiful life when stacked all together.
There have been days I’ve felt defeated,
and days when I’ve felt that I won;
But looking back I can see that it’s not the outcome of every day my children will remember,
but the fact that
every day
I stood back up,
brushed myself off,
and showed up again for the fight.
Mom Outnumbered
Hi! My name is Kerri Green; Wife to Justin, and mother to four highly entertaining daughters -Alena, Chloe, Tessa, and Paige. I am an artist, a writer, a daycare provider, a lover of people, a believer that there is humor and beauty in all things, and the author of Mom Outnumbered; a blog about real family life, and my observations of it. My goal is to make people laugh, to be there for them when they cry, and most importantly, to let them know that they are not at all alone in this up and down world. I live with my family in Sebastopol California, and I am opening the window into our life. So welcome! Come in. Sit down. Just please don’t mind the mysterious wet spots.
