Being a Mom Feels like a Sport
Becoming a mom is one of the most physically demanding labours. Every morning you wake up (if you are lucky to have slept at all), prepare breakfast while your stomach complains you forgot to eat the night before. Drinking coffee feels like a painful punch to your empty stomach, but a needed slap in the face to get you to focus on keeping everyone alive. Then, breakfast is pucked, rejected or thrown in the floor.
Few airplane spoons later, you load the car with enough stuff for a week away even though you'll be back home later. It feels like a workout already; or at least, you feel you just climbed Mount Everest and it's not even 8:00 am.
At the end of the day, you don't know how the heck you are still standing, but the pile of stuff to do look like a never-ending story.
The reason you are still standing is nothing but your need to get through it, your flexibility to skip certain obstacles because sometimes it's more important to get it done, to allow yourself to be imperfect and to dismiss your need to give in because that is not an option.
You don't have to be strong, but being a mom has given you the ability to know that there's nothing you can't do.
Your life is a sport, you already have the endurance and you will continue exceeding your mark. The possibilities are limitless and you can push it as far as you want. Consider the fact that athletes train and condition their bodies to be able to score.