I took the twins for their 11yr old well check a couple weeks ago. They had to get 3 shots. They’ve been counting down to this day since they got their last set of shots at 7yrs old. Unbelievable that they would even remember this! And now, it’s been imprinted into their brains that they will again, get one last round of shots at 16.

The way kids rely so much on tradition and what’s told to them is amazing to me. It’s a blessing because should all their plans get cancelled, they can easily blame everyone else. A basketball game gets cancelled and they are so quick to ask “who cancelled it, and why?” We can’t go to Skyzone: “but why can’t we go? Now what are we supposed to do?”

But then they grow up and realize: wait, life happens and I can’t blame anyone?

I am doing my best now to allow space for the twins to understand life and it’s many changes, in an age appropriate way of course. I am beginning to let them in on certain situations in life so that they know, that in the middle of amazing things, life can and will happen, and we have to be ready for those transitions.

Being in a transitional space in life is hard. So many things are changing. So much uncertainty. As moms this is almost unbearable due to the lack of control that you feel in the midst of a transition.

The job hunting.

The resume fixing.

The questioning of your career choices. The time it takes to get a new job. The wondering if this was your fault, questioning the choices you made in the past, or if you’ll make the cut for your next role.

Not to mention the fear for your finances.

I’ve been here before. Like many moms, I’ve lost jobs and left jobs. Started side hustles and quit side hustles. All for the greater good of those who depend on me.

So I am doing what us moms do best, we keep going. We keep fighting. We keep a happy face on for our kids and for the people around us. We can’t drop the ball with everyone watching; with everyone depending on us to keep it together.

The pressure is real.

Somehow, with God, I’ve mastered keeping my cool and not worrying. I’ve mastered snapping out of dark spaces when they creep up out of nowhere.

It’s become quite normal to have a melt down midday and carry on as if it never happened.

I hate that moms have to be so strong all the time. Because if we lose it, all hell breaks loose.

Transitions are not just about career or business changes. Going through a separation or a divorce is certainly a transition. Break ups. Starting a new hobby. Mending relationships. Buying or selling a house. Weight loss. Mental or physical health recovery. Going back to college. The list goes on.

And sometimes, it’s all of the above at once. Correction, most of the time it’s all of this at once.

The other day, my mom asked me how is it that I seem to be the only normal person she knows. I seem to have it all together…

TUH! I wish. I just hide it well because I have to. I breakdown in the comfort of my home, not in front of others or online. I’m not exactly proud of that, it’s just how I am. Like many others, I’ve learned to deal with the good and the bad things in solitude and with God.

If you’re a mom like me, who is keeping it all together in the margins of life, I see you.

We have to go through winter to get to spring, we have to endure cold mornings, dirty snow, unpaved roads, and nose bleeds because the heat is up to high (maybe that’s just me SMH). And then the weather breaks just a little…and the rain comes in. A true sign of new beginnings and of the old dirty messes being washed away. And only then, when the rainy season passes, do we get to feel the warmth of the sun, the grass turning green again. Flowers blooming and the peace you feel when the wind moves past us. It feels good right? We have to trust this process and know that our faith and our actions do bring better and easier days, just like the seasons change on earth, they change in our lives as well.

I’m thankful that through every transition I’ve faced, God has made a way. When there is no way, God will supply our every need. That’s how I am able to keep smiling and to carry on. I do not worry because I know the promises God made to me.

This won’t be the last transition you and me face. Life is always going to happen. But we can rest and find peace in Gods unending love for you and me. No matter what you’re going through, God is more than able to see you to the finish line.

Your goals and your purpose are on the line. Don’t give up. Don’t stop moving forward. We got this.