‘I don’t wait for my sister to ask before I take her baby. ‘I’m bringing him to the bedroom, turning on my favorite show, and he is mine for the next 2 hours.’: Mom of 3 urges ‘stand in the gap’

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“I don’t wait for my sister to ask before I take her baby. 

Oops. That kinda sounds like kidnapping. Allow me to explain. 

When I visit my sister and I get to hold my precious nephew (who smells like an angel who was just feathered with some sorta heavenly angel dust), I tell her I’m taking him to the bedroom, turning on my favorite show, and he is mine for the next hour or two. 

I’ll change any diapers during that time. I’ll change his clothes once it’s soaked in drool. I’ll feed him his bottle once he gets hungry. She knows she has an hour or two, I’m in no hurry, and she has time to do as she pleases. 

Eat. Vacuum. Shower. Dust. Nap. Catch up on her favorite crime documentary. 

However she chooses to spend that time is completely up to her. It’s HER time. I don’t question it, and I certainly don’t judge it. Only she knows what her body and her heart need during that time, and I want her to honor just that. 

Me, her, and him? We all come out of that hour feeling incredible. It’s a beautiful pause from the world for all three of us. 

You see, if I waited for her to ask, it wouldn’t happen. Guilt. Shame. Feelings of ‘I should be able to do it all’ would most definitely take center stage. 

Long story short, she would never ask. 

She, like all other mothers, would instead wait for the burnout to set in, as oddly enough that feels more natural to current-day motherhood than asking for help does. 

Friends, we need to stop that narrative. 

We all see it. The memes and articles about motherhood burnout. We know it’s happening. We’re told the ways we can help a mother once she gets tired and overwhelmed. 

But what about if we didn’t wait for them to get burnt out? What about if we stepped in and helped the mothers before the exhaustion set in? 

I am a mother of three. They’re no longer babies. One is taller, one is eye level, and one is almost there. But when they were little, I was witness to so many mothers around me who were tired, exhausted, depleted of energy (and of life). My heart broke for them all. 

As for me? I had Friday nights. My mother-in-law? She didn’t wait for me to ask. She didn’t wait for me to get exhausted. She didn’t wait for me to get burned out. Instead, she showed up at my door every Friday evening and collected the grandchildren that she loved so much. She enjoyed that time, they enjoyed that time, and I certainly enjoyed that time. It was a win/win for all. No matter how hard my week was. No matter how busy they got and how tired I got, I knew I had Friday evening to look forward to. 

…And what a blessing it was. 

Out of all the beautiful gifts my mother-in-law has given me through the years, nothing has ever compared to the gift of Friday nights. The best. Hands down. 

And so now? Now I do the same with my sister. I’m not waiting for the burnout, the exhaustion, or the overwhelm. 

I’m standing in the gap for her now. Loving on her by loving on him. Solidifying the incredible foundation that I have already built with my sister and building a strong foundation between this little guy and me. 

We hear so much about this ‘village’ that is needed to survive motherhood, but sometimes I think we need to step back and ask ourselves, ‘Are we doing our part in that village?’”

Courtesy of Heather Delaney

This story was submitted to Love What Matters by Heather Delaney of Love Always, Heather. You can follow her journey on Instagram. Submit your own story here and be sure to subscribe to our free email newsletter for our best stories.

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