Let Go and Let God

Sometimes as moms we just have to let go. And trust God.

We used to think sleepless nights with newborns were hard. How did we survive the sleep deprivation? And juggling two kids, then three or more every waking moment. How hard was that? Going to the grocery store week after week keeping track of them all. Being on pins and needles quieting children during Mass. Visiting everywhere on holidays. Scheduling, ferrying them all here and there. Attempting to be in two places at once when children had special, yet conflicting, events.

How did we survive the school years? All those rules. Then the older years when rules seemed to fly out the window. I don't remember opening the window, but away they flew. We take so much from our children all in the name of love. Yet they take more from us. Just when we think we have a good handle on this thing called motherhood, we are thrown for a loop.

We can't do a thing...and we know it. For the first time in our lives, The Supreme Mom Authority, can do nothing to alleviate our child's pain. We have to sit back and watch. We have to let go. How do we survive it?

Do we survive it?