There was a time when I would grab my son’s soft baby feet and squish them and smush them and foist way too many kisses on them. Yeah, that was before said feet started to resemble… hooves. About a decade later, forget squishing his feet, I wouldn’t touch them with a barge pole. (Sorry, kid, I love you, but there’s a “special” something about 12-year-old boys’ feet that don’t exactly evoke the sweetest sentiments.)

The boy’s shoe size is now bigger than his mama’s. Sometimes, our t-shirts get mixed up in the laundry because they are pretty much the same size. Give him a few more months and he’s sure to join the rest of humankind in calling me a shorty. (He might still get in trouble for giving me lip, though).

As of now, the girl is smaller than me – but, who am I kidding, that’s going to change in the blink of an eye. She is usually more quick-witted than her mama, often more insightful. She also paints her nails way more professionally than I ever could and inquiries several times a day about the probability of getting her own phone.

I can’t help either of them with their Math homework anymore.

This motherhood gig changes faster than ice-cream melting on a blazing hot summer day.  One minute it’s a perfectly poised dome of goodness in the cone and, the next, it’s dripping down your arm with zero paper napkins in sight.

But, as we celebrate Mother’s Day in less than a week, I’m thankful that some things never change. Like the fact that my love for my kids will remain immutable. Like the fact that moms are specially crafted for kissing away owies and praying away bad dreams. Like the fact that mommyhood can be overwhelming and that no one has got it down to a science (Don’t believe the books). And like the fact that moms cannot do it all.

We need God in the trenches of mommyhood. He meets us in those spaces where we are overwhelmed and overwrought with emotions and in over our heads with messes and meltdowns, to-dos and timetables.

Join me for a 6-day devotional I wrote in collaboration with Lifeway India for YouVersion. “Motherhood – The Journey of Not being Enough” may be just the breather you need as you navigate this role that doesn’t come with a clearly-defined job description or a jargon-heavy HR policy. Neither does it come with compensation or sick days or benefits or overtime of any kind.

Together, let’s find our strength and freedom in depending on the One who has “got this” even when we don’t. Together, let’s find our strength and freedom in acknowledging our vulnerability. Together, let’s find our strength and freedom in turning over that vulnerability to an all-sufficient God.

Click here to begin that journey.