Posted on July 22, 2013
For Tired Young Moms
Maybe it’s the midsummer blahs. Maybe it’s the heat. But I’ve seen lots of tuckered-out posts from TYMs (Tired Young Moms) lately. Those posts reminded me of a TYM I saw in Giant Eagle.
She was in the checkout lane next to mine. She was very pregnant, pushing a loaded cart, with her exuberant three-year-old daughter twirling all around her. The spinning child bumped the magazine rack, knocking several magazines askew. The weary mommy straightened them, saying, “Cassie, please stop spinning!”
Cassie stopped for half a second and said, “But Mommy, don’t you hear the music? It’s bee-you-tee-ful! Doesn’t it make you want to dance?”
Her mom glanced over and saw me smiling sympathetically, returned my smile and said, “No, it makes me want a nap!”
Though my sons are all grown, I remember the TYM days, with endless demands on energy which was in short supply. A myriad of “I ought to do this with the kids” ideas that vanished into “What am I thinking? I’m exhausted!” Fall-into-bed nights when just as I got to sleep, a fevered toddler came calling. Runny little noses. Grimy little hands. “Mommy, I need a drink.” And my favorite—”Mommy, I had a accident.” No matter what that meant, it was never good!
It was hard to hear the music, and even when I could I rarely had the energy to dance.
God’s Heart for TYMs
There’s a scripture verse that shows God’s heart for TYMs. Listen to Isaiah 40:11:
“He tends his flock like a shepherd:
He gathers the lambs in his arms
and carries them close to his heart;
he gently leads those that have young.”
Did you hear that? He gently leads those that have young. He understands. He knows how tired you are, and it’s fine with Him for you to follow at a slower pace!
I used to laugh at the idea of a daily “quiet time.” Quiet time? What was that? Listen, TYM. He knows how hard that is, too. He appreciates any effort you make. During my TYM years I read a helpful suggestion, to buy several inexpensive Bibles and put them all over the house—even in the bathroom and the laundry area—each with a bookmark in it. Then, whenever I could grab a moment to read, I had a Bible close at hand and could quickly open to the right place to pick up where I’d left off. Sometimes two or three verses was all I got in before the next demand arose. But it was better than nothing—a soul-snack—and it gave God a chance to nourish my heart.
The message? Do the best you can. Your Shepherd understands how busy your life is at this stage. He’s carrying your lambs close to His heart. He’s leading you gently. Don’t feel like you have to do it all, don’t feel guilty about what doesn’t get done. Appreciate the newness of each day, with its chance to start fresh. You are His and you are loved.
© Diane McLoud 2013