Showing posts with label children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label children. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Parenthood Should Have a No-Return Policy


Motherhood was not something I aspired to as a youngster. I had no starry-eyed illusions about raising children--because I was a selfish creature, I assumed any offspring I produced would be selfish as well, and would thus require something I really did not want to give...my effort and  energy, and quite possibly, the putting aside of certain dreams and ambitions. This was something I understood as a teenager.

As a young married adult, I sensed that God was changing my heart about motherhood. By changing my heart, I do not mean that I suddenly grew rose-colored glasses. He softened me to the idea that perhaps what I wanted so badly--a career--was not His best for me. He had a deeper, richer future for me as a wife and mom first, career second.   

This was not an easy change for me. Nor was it a one-time decision. There were several times where I doubted my abilities to parent well, or struggled with leaving the career-track. Sometimes, the idea of taking a long vacation from parenting seemed really tempting--but since I missed my children when  away just one night, ditching them long term was never going to happen. And after a short season of restlessness, God would always give me an event or sweet reminder that I was chosen to be the loving mom to three precious lives. I was on the right path, even though it was not always smooth.

So, the other day I read--with probably not a little judgment-- about grown women increasingly choosing to shirk motherhood because the choice they originally made is “not a fit” for them. These include women with college degrees, many who were no doubt proclaimed to be among the best and the brightest.  I was barely out of puberty when I could see the writing on the wall of the childbearing years, and these mothers are surprised by the work and sacrifice of parenthood? The real challenge these women face, of course, is not motherhood: it is the self. She looks in the mirror and sees the One Who Truly Matters. Narcissism is the plague of our times. 

Peggy Drexler wrote on CNN.com about mothers leaving children permanently in the care of fathers or other caregivers, describing the phenomenon as if it were some kind of emotionally detached science experiment: “American culture ... is still conditioned--through the media and pop culture--to believe that many women’s greatest desire is to have a baby. When mothers abandon their children, it’s seen as unnatural.”

What can be “natural” about leaving your child? It is not the same as changing a career or moving to a more desirable location. Children are not things, they are complex, feeling little beings deeply attached to their parents. An absent parent--be it mother or father--leaves a void. The CNN piece, by the way, ignored the fact bad fathering even exists: if the mother willingly leaves her children, the writer seems to assume, it must mean the father is the better care-giver, and therefore the child will be okay.

According to writer Deborah Moskovitch, “a parent's rejection of a child or a parent's inconsistent presence could drastically affect a child's self esteem ... [but] one good parent who is loving and nurturing can overcome the negative affects of losing the relationship with the other parent.” 
This assumes there is a good parent or caregiver left behind as well.

Motherhood is a gift. Just ask any woman yearning to have a child. A gift can be returned if it doesn’t fit, or if you already have one like it. But parenthood should have a no-return policy. Our children need us. If you are struggling as a parent, get help. Join a support group, surround yourself with emotionally healthy people who care about your family, communicate honestly with your spouse about your struggles, speak with a trusted counselor. You are a gift to your children, one they would not choose to return.

"I’ve told you these things for a purpose: that my joy might be your joy, and your joy wholly mature. This is my command: Love one another the way I loved you. This is the very best way to love. Put your life on the line for your friends." John 15:13.

Friday, June 1, 2012

Beyond Riches

In being asked this week to discuss the best 3 things money can't buy my knee-jerk reaction was immediately to think of my children.  My children, Ava and Elijah, are the greatest reward I have received in my lifetime.  I'm one of those women who from very early on knew that I wanted to be a mother.  What greater joy could there be than being an active participant in what I personally believe to be one of the biggest everyday miracles we are allowed to see here on Earth?  Creation is fascinating and mystical to me.  These two very specific children are here because God ordained them to be and for no other reason.  I'm honored to be their mother and I take the role seriously.   

Psalms 139:13
"For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb."

Jeremiah 1:5
"Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations."

How cool is that?!  I love the concept that we were perfectly created and He knew us even before we were in our mother's womb. 

The second best thing in my life is probably my relationships with friends and family.  I'm a very social bird and without the constant influx of human interaction which my day entails I'm fairly certain I would have already ended up in a straight jacket or tied down in 5-point restraints somewhere.  People are my therapy.  I am fortunate to have surrounded myself with a witty, wise, kind, and compassionate group of people.  We are all straight shooters and tell even the hard stuff to one another, but in the kindest of ways.  My family- mother, sister, aunts, and extended family- are exceptional people.  I realize this is a little onesided, but I promise... they are.  I've never had to doubt their love for me or their desire for my peace and wellbeing, just as I desire for them.  My circle of girlfriends is a lovely mixture of women from all walks and we thoroughly enjoy sucking the marrow out of life.  We are completely, overly analytical and most of our visits turn into therapy sessions or future blog topics.  I've surrounded myself with people who have the same love for Jesus that I do and it's comforting to have that common ground to gather upon and regroup. 


The final item in my list would have to be "peace".  Peace is something which I couldn't put a price on, and quite frankly, has been absent in my life for several years now.  Peace is a desire which I have for myself and one that God and I discuss often.  In the last 16 months my father- whom I adored- passed away from a very unpleasant, rare, and cruel disease called CBD (corticobasal degeneration is much like Parkinson's and Alzeheimers) then four months later my husband of 9 years had me served with divorce papers.  The last year and a half has without a doubt been the most trying of my entire adult life.  I've had my moments of weepiness and "Why me, God?" and I'm certain that without my two above mentioned blessings (children and friends/family) I would have crumbled into a ball of despair.  The comfort in going through stress and trauma as a Christian is that I always know I'm not alone and I always know- even when it feels far away- that there is an ultimate plan for my life.  I know God wants His children to be blessed and to have prosperous lives.  I hold on to that promise.  No, as one who has been without it on a consistent basis for a while now, I can promise you that peace can't be bought and it is something I actively and prayerfully work to achieve. 


It is those things in my life which money can't buy that have taken on the greatest importance and value.  God bless each of you.  May He remind you this week of what is truly important.