April 15. The date marks tax day for Americans and is in no way a holiday people look forward to. Nobody I know likes taxes. It always seems like we are “paying” so much for so little in return. And the forms! Yuck, yuck, yuck.
I am feeling taxed today, not just because of contributions to state and federal coffers but also because I am tired. As a new mom, I can honestly say this is one of the most “taxing” jobs I’ve ever had. I don’t know where they find those perky, put-together moms for those baby products commercials. I certainly would not win the casting call, that’s for sure!
In my experience, albeit limited, being a mom is hard work. Obviously the lack of sleep is an issue, but there are other things that take a toll, too. I look and feel like a mess and the demands are nearly constant. My normal clothes don’t fit right yet and my maternity things don’t fit right anymore. I nearly always sport spots of spit up, and by evening I often reek of sour milk. And like Larry the Cucumber, I don’t seem to even find my hairbrush some days!
Though I am feeling taxed today, I can honestly say I don’t mind paying my dues. In fact, I wouldn’t trade being a mom for anything. Amidst the slobber and the stink are the smiles and snuggles. With the gooeyness comes the goo-goos. With the cacophony come the caresses. And with the exhaustion comes the exhilaration.
So on this April 15th, when my reserves are low from being so taxed, I am fulfilled and thankful for the little blessing that consumes my days and nights. One day too soon I am sure I will be missing these times, so I am choosing to treasure each blessed moment—even the messy, stinky, and sleepless ones.
NOTE: Thank goodness for my husband who provides relief in the evenings so I can get things done like washing dishes, folding clothes, and taking a shower! And hats off to the parents who find themselves raising a child, or children, alone. May God bless you with a double portion of energy and patience.