Heard a powerful sermon in church yesterday about bringing blessings to your family.  But something I’ve had a hazy awareness of for quite some time finally crystalized in my mind yesterday, and I had to repent of it and resolve to start doing something about it.

I realized I was tired of being a mom. I know that the job never ends, but I’m ready to move on to the next phase in life–but I’m eight years too early.

Since the birth of my third child is what kicked off my most severe mixed state ever, I’ve been impaired by bipolar disorder for her whole life.  We finally had to put her in daycare even though I was not working because I was too impaired to take care of her  full-time once she reached toddlerhood.   I thought I had gotten better, but recent events have shown me that I am in a lot of ways ready for her to be as grown as my other two.

I don’t like arranging playdates.  I used to love planning birthday parties. I’m even getting over watching kids’ movies and animated films, which I have always loved.  I feel helpless in the face of helping her with her homework.  I don’t spend the time with her that I should. I especially don’t like field trips but feel obligated to go because I am in a position where I can.  I’m content to let her play by herself instead of joining in  with her like I did my other two.

I feel like I’m neglecting her in some ways.   And that hurts to admit.

SO I went down front at the altar call and prayed with one of the pastors about it, and he prayed I’d find the strength and joy in motherhood that God intended for me to have.  So today is a brand-new day, and I hope and pray it’s a brand-new start.


9 thoughts on “Epiphany”

  1. Thank you for sharing your moment of clarity with us. So glad that you had that breakthrough and I will be praying that you will continue to thrive in Motherhood. Healing from Clinical Depression myself in this last year, I understand in a small way that battle. Keep holding onto God, His love and the hope He brings.

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    1. I really tossed around the idea of not mentioning it because it was such a hurtful thing to realize. But it was important that I realize it and confess it. And that I do better in the future. Thanks for coming by with such an encouraging comment.

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  2. I will pray for you – adding you to my prayer list. God knew the battle you would be facing when he blessed you with your daughter, and he made provisions for it – as he does in everything. I say this to encourage you, that you are brave, and loved by God.

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  3. I can relate to that. Lots of prayer goes into parenting, and it requires so much energy. Both those things are sometimes in poor supply when you are bipolar. I am grateful that those days are past now, but I still miss even the tough days.


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