Sometimes You Just Gotta Ride It Out

Well, some of you may have noticed I’ve been MIA for a couple of months now and some of you probably didn’t notice at all (and I don’t blame you a bit)! Either way, I’m not going to lie….its just been a really rough past 8 weeks. Of course I was SO grateful and excited to find out we were pregnant in September, but I had obviously forgotten just how INCREDIBLY HARD growing a baby is!!!! I mean, seriously. There were (and still are here and there) days I thought I just couldn’t make it another hour. Between being sick, exhausted and chasing a toddler, my first trimester nearly broke me- mentally, emotionally and physically. Which honestly took a HUGE toll on me spiritually, too. 

Clearly, my blogging game has been weak. And my wife game… my mom game…my God game…. and omg has my stepmom game been weak. Which brings me to another really big reason as to why I haven’t been writing lately. I’m just gonna say it like it is because I don’t really know any other way to put it. I have really just had nothing positive to say about this stepmom gig here lately. And I can’t lie to save my life so I wasn’t about to get on here and pretend everything was rainbows and roses when it wasn’t. You know, now that I think about it I guess I haven’t had a lot of positive to things to say about much of anything these past 8 weeks…just ask my husband! Sad, but oh so true. But as they say…this too shall pass…

If I’ve learned anything as a stepmom, it’s that the good times and the “I don’t know if I can do this anymore” times come in waves. And sometimes, you just gotta ride ‘em out! I’ve had to do a lot of riding it out lately. And I am happy to report that I am believe I coming out on the other side and into some smooth sailing. But, I know as soon as I get settled in and comfortable, something will happen and I’ll be back in that pit trying to claw my way out again. 

Maybe it’s time I stop beating myself up when I’m going through a rough patch. Because they obviously aren’t going anywhere. Maybe I should just accept the inevitable ebb and flow of stepmomhood (and life!) and maybe instead of freaking out and scrambling to keep my head above the waves, I can just fix my eyes on Jesus and RIDE IT OUT. 

“Master, Master, we are perishing! And He got up and rebuked the wind and the surging waves, and they stopped and it became calm.” Luke 8:25