I'll Drink to That!

So, why the name "Mommy on the Rocks"? Am I a drinker? Do I belong to an anonymous group? When I ask if you want something to drink am I referring to something that may make you dizzy later?

No, no, and no.

Not to say a good drink isn't ever a good idea. I do have my favorites. If you love bubbly stuff, I recommend a "poinsettia". If vodka is your preference then a "cape cod" is also very yummy. Of course, pretty much anything with an umbrella in it is okay by me!

However, I am not referring to alcohol with the title of my blog.

I am referring to my every day life.

Most of my days, though not as many as before, I feel like this:

Watch your step!

I can see that next step in front of me, but I can also see that it's slippery and if I don't step just right it's face first on something incredibly hard and jagged right before the rushing water sweeps me off until I happen to land in a dam protected by a family of angry beavers.

Being a mommy is exhausting. Right now, after a full day, I am so tired I probably shouldn't be writing this because who knows if it's making any sense. Baby Girl is going through quite a fussy stage at the moment especially while nursing. There are times when I think I just can't make it through another feeding because it's almost like she's fighting me. Then just when I think I am going to misstep and come a'tumbling down, Baby Girl quiets down, finishes eating, and I put her down in her crib for the night. She turns to her side as she takes her mono-head in her arms and I pull her blanket up, which she grabs with her little hand and quietly make my way out of her room.

I made it. I took the step. I took it and I'm not all wet, barreling down to who knows where.

The questioning of whether I'll make it to the end of the day or even through the next few hours doesn't drown me though and that credit goes to God. My faith that the job, task, ministry of raising my child (and future children!) is not impossible. He gave this to me because He decided this path for me and He put people along that path to help me. It really does take a village. I am not alone in this pretty much never-ending hike. I will admit there are days when I think there's no way I can do another day of this, but then I'm reminded that God is there, reaching out His hand to lead me to the next rock, even if I can't see it because the water is too high. It's there and I will reach it through Him.

So, if you were wondering, that is why I am "Mommy on the Rocks".

Thanks for reading!