I Am Pleased
My name is Christy and I am thrilled to be here. What I love about gathering in a room like this where the one thing we all have in common is motherhood is that one common factor is enough to make us fast BFF's. There is something so intense, and wonderful, and difficult, and exhilarating altogether crazy about this journey that you have no choice but to feel such a deep sisterhood with those who are on it with you. So in that way, I already feel deeply connected to each and every one of you.
Let me tell you a bit about myself. I have been married to my high school sweetheart for 10 years. We have four children. Oliver, Wesley, Crosby, and Abby. I had four babies in five years. So that fact will either work to my advantage because you might think, oh perhaps she has some form of wisdom to impart, which I'm still not really sure about. Or, I've completely discredited myself because you know think I'm crazy. But regardless of how you feel about me, where you are on that spectrum. I'm so pumped to be a part of your group this morning.
So here's where I want to start. Mother hood is really hard. You're like, yes thank you, I already knew that. I warned you I didn't have that much wisdom.
But really it is. It's extremely difficult. And yet there's nothing in life that we want to be better at then being mothers. Because we know what a big deal it is. We know we are raising the next generation. And besides all that heavy stuff, the depth of love we feel for our children really is unparamounted. So the question we ask ourselves daily is, am I good enough? Am I okay? And that is a wonderful question, but it can also eat away at you from your insides out.
I'd like to pray for out time. Invite God to lead it. I'm certainly not here because I'm an expert. I in now way have it down. And so, I just as much as any of you, need wisdom that comes from one way more wise than me.
My oldest is about to be 8. And I can't even believe that. You know that phrase the days pass slowly but the years go by fast. When you have a new born you're like that is such crap. But have emerged from what I like to call the newborn era, which basically seeing in color again because for a while there was a haze of exhaustion over everything that basically made it feel like I was living in a world of black and white. And now I can see that phrase actually does have truth in it. But I still remember the way I felt at the beginning. Those early days. In particular the moment we got home from the hospital and my mom left to go to her house and it was just me, my husband, and a child. And I got this pit in the stomach kind of horror the crept over me because I though I have no idea what I'm doing. Not a clue. This is the most important thing I'll ever do and I feel so under qualified its almost laughable.
Maybe someone of you are there.
When Oliver was about 9 months old. I had ...
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