Last weekend we had our friends over. Both of these friends are artists. I’m talking about painting and drawing type of artists. That’s not something I would classify myself as “accomplished” at.
My friend asked me if they could bring over supplies to make slime with. Supplies like beads, sequins, and glitter.
I admit that my insides tightened at the mention of loose glitter coming into my house. Ever since Olivia poured chunky glitter into her eyes as a toddler twice in one week, glitter of the loose sort has been banned from our house.
Glitter glue…okay. Flaky, loose glitter that sticks to you for weeks…nope.
Here we are, years later with glitter of every shape and color on our kitchen table.
Why? What has changed in me to allow this abominable craft medium back into our household?
Nothing has really changed in me and my thoughts towards glitter. What has changed is my perspective on what I believe about how my kids are shaped by others.
What’s important for me to remember is that I’m not the only person that has something to teach or offer my children. Everyone that my little peanuts are exposed to have different gifts, experiences, and learning opportunities they can absorb. I’m not always the “fun mom” that I idealistically want to be. I can get around this deficit in my personality. I can allow people who are gifted and passionate about horribly messy crafts and activities the blessing of sharing their excitement with my kiddos.
I know I’m not alone in this distaste of glitter. The husband of said friend called loose glitter the “herpes of crafts”.
Spreads, can’t get rid of it.
You get the idea.
I was thankful that God pressed on my heart to let someone else do the “fun” thing with my kids. Even my teens couldn’t resist the sparkly mound of activities. Do you have friends like this? Are you that friend yourself?
I’m happy and grateful to rely on people that I’m not. It’s truly freeing to rest in who and what I am, and let others do the same. I believe we all have great things to offer each other. I don’t need to be all that things myself.
Are you feeling this in your life? I feel it’s so tempting to try to be the “superwomen” mama. I find that role so exhausting and unfulfilling. Instead, I want to send up a bat signal when I’m noticing something the kids need that I can’t provide. I want to call for help and have someone else meet their need alongside me. I aim to use my resources to expose them to things I would put off or avoid altogether.
You know what? I am totally willing to do the same for people in my life. Just as a marriage is made of two different people working towards a common goal, friendships and child-rearing can be the same. Two gifts or talents being exchanged to better the children we long to raise as well as we can.
Don’t carry every burden of this perfect mama illusion you see plastered on the internet. You are enough for your tiny humans. Every has a special gift to offer another. Rely on who you are not. That mama is plenty.