The Mommy Trenches

The mornings are early, and the floors are dirty…it’s a day in the trenches.

The thank-you’s are absent, and the whining is present…it’s a day in the trenches.

The messes are abundant, and the instructions redundant…it’s a day in the trenches.

The tasks are unending, and the baby needs tending…it’s a day in the trenches.

The routine is normal, and the clothes are informal…it’s a day in the trenches.

The meal times are crazy, and the memory is hazy…it’s a day in the trenches.

The day is friendless, and the laundry is endless…it’s a day in the trenches.

The schedule is packed, and the dishes are stacked…it’s a day in the trenches.

The meals are calling, and the child is bawling…it’s a day in the trenches.

The errands are tough, and the discipline is rough…it’s a day in the trenches.

The me-time is small, and the list is too tall…it’s a day in the trenches.

The needs are immense, and the problems lack sense…it’s a day in the trenches.

The sleep is disrupted, and the plans are interrupted…it’s a day in the trenches.

The words are repeated, and the heart is defeated…it’s a day in the trenches.

The child is wired, and the mama is tired…it’s a day in the trenches.

And in the middle of those trenches, sitting right there too…

is a God who is faithful and true, holding fast to you.

“…for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand…[even in the Mommy Trenches]” –Isaiah 41:10

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5 thoughts on “The Mommy Trenches

  1. I read this post with a little bit if irony because Brody Alexander’s name was chosen to carry this exact meaning! Brody is Scottish for trench or ditch and Alexander is defender of men— together meaning lifting others out of the trenches, which is exactly one of God’s roles, as you described. Thanks for helping us remember that God is with us in the everyday mundane but nonetheless challenging aspects of life.

  2. What a great post. Our days are not always awesome and wonderful… sometimes they are dirty and cold and lonely and taxing. And we are not alone. He is there with us. He is Emmanuel. Thank you, dear friend, for this reminder and for transparently showing that EVERYONE, even moms with great husbands and darling kids – have “trench days.” Love you!

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