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Mamas, I want to start off by telling you that you’re doing a great job. You’re probably taking care of kids, working a bunch of hours a week, making a boatload of meals, and holding it tf down for your family. PLEASE understand that you are a bad ass and that you deserve to give yourself grace. I have to remind myself of this constantly. What I also have come to realize through my journey of women empowerment, is that as women, we have this tendency to put up a veneer that isn’t a reflection of our truest self. We live in this society of social media and instant gratification and we so desperately want everyone to believe that we have it together and we are just fine. And you know what? That is suchhhh bullshit, you guys. Do you know what I’ve started to do? It is SO empowering. When someone asks me how I’m doing, you know what I say? I say, “You know, things have been better, but I’m pushing through.” And I started responding this way to people to try to be more real with myself.
I want to be a more genuine human being. But GUESS WHAT happens, you guys? When you tell others that you’re going through some shit, and your life isn’t as perfect as you would want… other mamas around you start to open up, as well. I guarantee that if you spend a little more being real with the people around you, asking some questions and actually, truly listening, you will find that all of us are struggling with something.
You know what I struggle with? I am a horrible delegator. HOW MANYYY TIMES have you said out loud to either yourself or a friend, “It’s just easier if I do it myself.” Seriously. HOW MANY TIMES, mamas!?? Because let’s face it, sometimes, okay, most of the time, it does sure seem easier. Lemme give you a scenario that I’m not really proud to admit happens like all the time at my house. So here’s Mama Emily, she was up at 5am, out the door by 6, worked her ass off all day teaching emotionally draining students, commuted about an hour home only to pick up the house, empty the dishwasher and then start dinner. (Lemme stop and say this- I am blessed. I am not complaining about my life. I completely and utterly understand that I am privileged af to have a job, a house, and healthy kids. I know soooo many people out there pray for the things I have. With that said, this is a post about how I am working to make my situation better than it currently is.) Mama Emily has asked her sweet and fully capable children to clean up their toys and set the table like 7 times by now, but they are literally rolling on the floor, either crying over the fact that I told them to turn off the damn iPad, or they are finding the lint in the carpet much more interesting than following directions and getting chores done. Continue reading “STOP Doing it ALL, Mama. Try This Instead.”