I Just Want to Be Date Night Mama

I Just Want to Be Date Night MamaI walked into our master bathroom feeling like a bedraggled worn-out mommy. And the mirror confirmed my suspicions.

For weeks I had been dreaming of a break. A Mommy Time-Out if you will. Just a little adult conversation and bathroom trips all. by. myself. Gloriousness.

20 minutes later, I walked out looking like a woman ready for a night out on the town with her hot Irish boyfriend. (Which for the record, my boyfriend is my husband. And yes, he really is Irish.)

It’s amazing what a great fitting dress and a little makeup can do. Oh yes, and don’t forget the green tea I had hurriedly guzzled in a desperate attempt to gulp in some extra energy.

“Ooohhh — it’s Date Night Mommy,” my son said gleefully. As if my body had somehow sprouted a whole new identity outside of the regular me. I was no longer the yoga pants wearing mama, but had magically metamorphosed into Date Night Mama. A tribute to pre-motherhood. Yahoo.

I Just Want to Be Date Night MamaIt is mind-blowing to me how quickly our identities can swap and change and multiply throughout a single day. With the flip of a switch or the bang of a car door, we go back-and-forth wearing numerous hats and fulfilling various roles depending on the time of day and the current schedule.

There is the responsible mom. As in, you’d-better-put-that-plate-in-the-dishwasher-or-else mom.

Then there’s compassionate mom.

Working mom.

Homework mom.

Ministry mom.

Exhausted mom.

These are just a few examples of the roles we find ourselves in on a daily basis.

And yet the biggest role of all is the one we play as daughters of the Most High King. Beloved. Desired. Heiresses of the kingdom.

But it’s easy to forget that when we’re tired and just wanting a break. When our very name seems to be the go to for all desperate situations. When a child is in the bathroom and runs out of toilet paper. Or when a lovely fist-throwing foot-kicking squabble breaks out between siblings. Or my personal favorite, when the juice pitcher is found in the fridge with only a teaspoon of sludge at the bottom. Again.

Moooooooom!!!

Finding contentment regardless of our setting can be a hard battle for the busy tired stressed-out mom. The struggle is oh so real. I get it. I really do.

But even the best date or best evening out cannot satisfy our souls the way we long and ache for them to be filled. Only Jesus can do that.

Releasing our longings for the future allows joy to be ushered into the present.

Because yearning for tomorrow robs us of the joy of today.

Whether in sweats or a little black dress, we can be firmly rooted and flourishing in Christ.

For God has made us uniquely complex. Giving us the ability to wear many different hats (and many different outfits) all throughout the day. For we are His masterpiece! One of a kind! Clothed in righteousness. Cloaked in abundant grace-filled love. And covered in a peace the world does not understand.

Even on the hardest days… When things are crazy, and our homes and cars are a mess, and all we want is to be Date Night Mama, our identity can be found in Him.

We don’t need to be confused on who we are — because we know Whose we are.

And that makes all the difference.

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Anne-Renee Gumley

Anne-Renee is a full-time mom who works part-time at her family's party store. She has two children who keep her laughing, a husband who keeps her smiling, and an itch for writing that just won't go away.
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    • Oh yes we do, Tammi! When I find myself nearing the bursting point (aka: mama’s gonna blow), I have to remind myself that He will not give us more than we can handle. So thankful we’re not alone in this adventure of motherhood!
      Cheering for you,
      Anne-Renee

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