Keeping it Real (MOPS Giveaway & More)

Winners: Julie Shill & Keri Kallaos! You both will be notified via email of your prizes. Thank you ALL for stopping by 🙂 I loved seeing your hearts in your replies. 🙂 🙂 

Don’t forget to check back later this week, I have another amazing give away: Confessions of A Wonder Woman Wannabe. 

 

“How did you let this happen?” My inner voice screamed as I gripped the steering wheel on the way home from my last doctor’s appointment. Because I was overdue at 41 weeks, my plans of having the grandparents watch my other two kids were spoiled when they had to travel back to Wyoming.

We had been living in Kearney, Nebraska for the last 8 years and I had never  entertained guests in  my home. In fact, no other mom had ever set foot on my front porch.  I was afraid of what other moms would think of chaotic mess I called home.  I was too afraid of what others would think of the dried oatmeal on my walls or the fact I hadn’t showered since Monday. Nor did I want someone judging my Asperger daughter or ADHD son, and let’s not mention the fact I liked my routine to be highly structured and didn’t want to be caught in my holy sweatpants. Becoming a mom at 17 built walls of insecurity because I was so busy comparing my insides to everyone’s outsides. I wanted to present my “got-it-together” self but with my third baby overdue, I needed help!

The next morning at mom’s group, needs and prayer requests were brought up and the conversation was directed towards me.  Feeling like an episode of Fear Factor, I ignored my sweaty palms and a belly looking like I was going to deliver triplets at any moment.

 “I, uh, I need some help. I’m supposed to be induced this Friday and I don’t have anyone to watch my kids.”

“No problem, my kids need a playdate anyway,” Bea responded while I thought to myself,

“Wow that was super easy.” Wait–that was too easy. I rushed home and cleaned like a mad woman, ridding my home of all evidence that I rarely cleaned. 

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The following Friday, Tori-Grace entered the world after a harrowing twelve hours of labor and a failed epidural. She tipped the scales at 10 pounds, 2 ounces leaving me in a state of shock. I had forgotten about my kids until the next morning and my husband reminded me of who they were with and what they were doing for the day. Guilt crept in because I had forgotten them and pratically droppped them on strangers out of desperation. I wasn’t prepared for what I found when I got home. 

We arrived home to a clean house, stocked freezer and baby blankets and a little note: “Thanks for reaching out and lettings us help you, Heather.”

Since Tori’s birth, my house has become hub central to all things mac n cheese and teething toys. Not a morning goes by that someone doesn’t stop by and I learned what it’s like to let someone into my mess. This morning, Kim dropped by with some groceries, ignoring the syrup on the rear of my PJ’s, the strange stuff growing in my sink, not to mention my obsession of eyeing my son since he swallowed a penny. Friends don’t care if my house isn’t perfect.  They don’t care if I’m not perfect–in fact they prefer me in as my messy self. What they do care about is connecting, friendship and being able to share their frustrations and triumphs with someone else. 

My advice to you? Let someone in. Chances are your new found friends like wearing holy sweat pants, have mac n cheese stuck the floors and walls, and will likely say, “You struggled with that too?”. Go ahead, let someone in, you just might find your table filled with coffee mugs, smiles, and friends you can’t live without. 

images-1GIVEWAY ALERT: Because MOPS International is embracing their beautiful messy selves,  we are partnering together to make sure YOU connect with a mom or two this year with a FREE MOPS REGISTRATION and another mom will win a free copy of my book, Mama Needs A Time Out.  Winner will be announced at 10 pm central time TUESDAY–September 3rd. Simply share this link on your Facebook page: http://wp.me/p2iEZB-9C7 and leave a comment below to register both of these great giveaways. 

 

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34 Comments

  1. Amanda

    Thanks for your honesty. I am in need of networking with other moms with my active 2 yr. old & 3 week old son here with no adult conversation in sight. I am praying for boldness to reach outside of my home-body-introverted personality for the betterment of myself and that of my family.

  2. Loved this post! I too have kept myself isolated in the past. I love how children push us out of our heads (if we let them), and I’m glad you had a community waiting to receive you. Thanks for sharing! (But don’t enter me into the contest … I’m a blogger too and I’m not sure what the rules are around that.)

  3. This story spoke to me, I was in such a similar situation. I became pregnant when my husband was stationed 1500 miles away from all my family and friends and I got pregnant with our second, I didn’t know anyone! I ended up having to be induced at 39 weeks because I didn’t know anyone well enough and had not connected with anyone too much to trust them with our kids. I was lucky to have my family drive from Texas, but I remember that feeling. I had actually been apart of a MOMS group (unrelated to MOPS) and I started crying one night when I attended their “bible study” and said I don’t know anyone really and I am so scared if I go into labor, my husband can’t miss this birth and experience too! A couple girls so lovingly gave me their number and said they understand and the leader said she was more than willing to take my son in any emergency or in labor, I felt a peace in that moment. I was so relieved but I still wanted to be induced, so I could relax and enjoy the experience with my husband. He had missed the birth of our son and the first 9 months of his life because he was deployed. I appreciated so much her calm, loving offer. I did know that she would have been the woman to take care of my son if I went before 39 weeks but luckily everything fell into place. As we speak, today has been a challenging one as I have a teething one year old and a three year old adjusting to a new “firm” schedule and some other things on my plate, God has just been speaking straight to me today and I am actually listening. Whew! I guess that was my time-out…I got to vent 🙂 Anyways, I would love to win the book and the free membership to MOPS, as I haven’t paid yet ours starts the 17th. When I was pregnant with my son I was actually working in the nursery for MOPS and now I am finally able to attend 🙂 this will be my first year. If I don’t at least I recognized God’s voice today and realizing I needed to vent, and focus on him. Thanks!

  4. This made me teary! As a new mom, I need this reminder to let people in to my mess every. single. day. Thanks for sharing this.

    I’d love to be able to attend MOPS this year – it’s not in our budget right now, but it would be wonderful to win a year’s membership.

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