It’s kid night at the local Chick-fil-A, you bring your four kids alone and you are really trying to keep it all together. I understand. A safe place to bring your kids to eat, play, and spend some fun time with them. You found a table for everyone, across the crowded room away from the playground.
Then, the moment you dread as a mom happens, your 3-year-old starts having a meltdown and cannot be soothed. Your face flushed, you took your child to the bathroom, where I first saw you, trying to talk with your little one and help him with whatever problem might be going on. I remember thinking ” she is so good at helping her little guy, so much better than I would do”, she quieted him down and went back to her table. I left the bathroom a few minutes later, and her little one was still having an issue. Her food was now at the table, she was trying so hard to give everyone their food, and she was still so graceful.
As I went to order my food, I just smiled thinking ” I am so glad I am not the only mom who has these moments with my kiddos”. I was thankful it was kids night for her because we are mostly moms in the restaurant and we “get it”.
I was standing in line waiting to order our food and I see you come around the corner speaking with an employee, something is going on, but I’m not sure. You are crying and very upset, your son who had the meltdown was in your arms, I heard you say that something was “going to be a problem” and you continued to cry.
That is when it happened. I saw a rally of moms come to you, three of them. They listened to you, put their arms around you, and smiled. They got it. You then went on and told them that a woman had said something to you about your son having a meltdown, and now all of your kids were crying at the table because this woman scared them. You became mamma bear, you were mad, stressed, and felt your back up against the wall.
It melted my heart seeing this group of moms whom you did not know, those other mamma bears who gave you wonderful advice, who came along side your table and helped you with you other kiddos until you could compose yourself and return back to the table.
I get you!
I smiled at you in the bathroom when I saw you because “I got you”. I smiled when I saw the support of other moms around you because I saw Jesus in them. I pointed out to my son the love of the other moms because I want him to one day be one of those people, a support to those in need. I smiled because I knew you were going to be alright, and you were. By the time we got our food your kids were happy, and you were able to sit down and eat. You made it. You did it.
You are a great mom.
I will never forget the group of women who came along side this struggling mamma and told her she could do it. All moms need to hear that we can do this thing called motherhood. It is so important. We need all support we can get.
We can do this moms, we can.
I want to mother the way this mom did, she showed love to her screaming child, patience in her discipline, self-control in her reactions to others, and humility when she accepted the help from others.
I want to be more like you.
So next time you see a mom having a hard time think of how you can help. It may just be with a smile, or a hug. We are all in this mom thing together, and we need to know we are not alone.
We all smile on the inside thinking ” Thank God I’m not the only one.”
You are not alone.
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