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Motherhood Unplugged: How to find Encouragement in the Messy Moments

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If I had to choose one quote that perfectly summed motherhood, it would be this one; “the days are long, but the years are short.”

Motherhood is beautiful and rewarding, but it is also the hardest work we will ever do. It’s not always Instagram-worthy moments. Sometimes it’s sleepless nights, meltdowns, and sticky fingers (that touch EVERYTHING).

These less-than-picture-perfect moments of motherhood can leave us feeling overwhelmed, frustrated, and exhausted – especially when you add in personal struggles like PMDD or ADHD.

But, the truth is, it’s in these messy moments that we grow, learn, and find joy.

In this blog post, we’re going to talk about the real and raw mental moments in motherhood, and I’ll offer authentic biblical encouragement for how we can deal with these messy moments.

So, grab that cold cup of coffee, mama, and let’s get started!

You Are Not Alone in Motherhood

motherhood Isaiah 41:10

One of the most important things to remember is that you are not alone. 

Every mother has these moments. No one has it all together. So, if you’re struggling with a messy moment, it’s okay. Take a deep breath. Heck, there have been times I’ve needed to take a ride or a walk. 

While we don’t want to get into the trap of mediocre motherhood and complain away our burdens to another, the truth is, we were made for community. It is the sweetest gift to have someone to talk to and process through with; a sister or SIL, best friend, mom, aunt or grandma. 

Having a physical support, someone to communicate back to you is incredible.  However, even if you don’t have that, you do still always have someone with you. And sister, He is available 24/7, 365. 

One of the most comforting aspects of the Christian faith is that we are not expected to face life’s trials alone. God so explicitly calls us to Himself throughout His Word, encouraging us that we are not alone.

In Isaiah 41:10, the Lord promises, "So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand." 

This verse is a powerful reminder that even in the midst of motherhood’s messy moments, we are sustained by divine strength and love. Trust in God’s promise, lean into your faith, and find comfort in knowing He is with you.

Embrace the Messy Moments of Motherhood

2 corinthians 12:9 motherhood

Instead of avoiding or hiding from these messy, mental moments, embrace them.

Embracing the messy moments can help you find joy in the chaos of motherhood. The moments that seem insignificant, like a sticky kitchen table or a pile of laundry, are where memories are made and bonds are formed.

Don’t get me wrong, embracing the messy times requires not just patience but a sense of grace, both with our children and ourselves.

As mothers, we often set high standards and then feel daunted when we can’t meet them. The laundry pile, dishes in the sink, floor that needs to be washed, hockey practice that we need to be at, and all while we are prioritizing self care and our marriage.

Just me?

Sister, hear this; it’s important to remember that we are human, imperfect, and in need of grace.

The Bible encourages us to turn to God during these times. In 2 Corinthians 12:9, it is written, “But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.”

This verse encourages us to acknowledge our weaknesses and find strength in God’s grace. Rather than striving for perfection, let’s choose to embrace the chaos and rest in God’s grace, allowing it to guide us through the messiness of motherhood.

Prioritize Self Care

1 corinthians 6:19-20 motherhood

I’m sure we have all heard that you can’t pour from an empty cup. As moms, we tend to put ourselves last, but this isn’t healthy or sustainable.

And we sure can’t pour into our marriage, children, friendships, commitments, or ministries if our own cup is empty.

Prioritizing self-care can go a long way in helping us navigate the messy moments of motherhood.

Self-care doesn’t have to look Pinterest worthy. You don’t need a bubble bath with candles lit and mood music playing.

Self-care for me personally looks like good habits; reading my Bible, wash my face in the AM and PM, take my vitamins, move my body (whether walking or on the bike), eating mostly whole foods (the food, not the store), and taking time to write or read.

What I do to care for myself and fill my own cup may not look like what you do or need, and that’s ok. Take some time to really figure out what it is that you need to do – non negotiable – to help your mind and body clear the clutter and chaos so when the messy moments hit, you aren’t scraping for a sip of water, but instead, have a cup overflowing.

The Bible is abundant with verses that encourage this kind of self-care, reminding us that our bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit (1 Corinthians 6:19-20) and we are called to take care of them.

Furthermore, Jesus Himself set an example by taking time to rest and pray alone, away from the crowds (Mark 1:35). This teaches us that it is not only acceptable, but necessary, to take time for ourselves to rejuvenate and reconnect with God.

Prioritizing self-care is not a sign of selfishness, but a mark of stewardship, as we are entrusted by God with the care of our bodies and minds.

The Power of Prayer

Psalm 145:18 motherhood

Prayer is a powerful tool that can help us deal with the messy moments of motherhood. Talk to God about your struggles, ask Him for wisdom and guidance, and trust that He is with you in every moment.

When we pray, we invite God into our messiness, and He is faithful to give us the strength and resources we need to face it.

There are many models of prayer in the Bible that can encourage us in our own prayer lives.

One such example is Hannah, who faced the struggles and heartache of barrenness. She poured out her heart to God in raw, honest prayer, and God answered her in His time (1 Samuel 1:10-20).

Another example is Mary, the mother of Jesus, who faced unimaginable circumstances. Yet, she responded with a prayer of praise and surrender to God’s plan (Luke 1:46-55).

These examples remind us to bring our struggles to God, trusting in His timing and His plan. Through prayer, we are not only provided with immediate comfort and peace, but also an intimate connection with God who is always eager to listen.

The Bible reassures us that, “The Lord is near to all who call on him, to all who call on him in truth.” (Psalm 145:18). So, in the midst of the messiness of motherhood, let’s be encouraged to continually seek God in prayer, knowing that He hears us and is near to us.

Know Your Identity in Christ – Know Your Identity in Motherhood

motherhood 2 corinthians 5:17

Finally, it’s important to remember who you are in Christ.

As a child of God, you are loved, valued, and cherished, even in the messiest moments. When we know our identity in Christ, we can face the challenges of motherhood with confidence and grace. We can trust that our worth is not defined by our performance as a mother, but by God’s unchanging love for us.

2 Corinthians 5:17 tells us, “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.”

As a mother in Christ, you are not defined by past failures, current struggles, or future anxieties. Instead, you are a new creation, filled with the love and power of God. This identity transcends the daily grind of motherhood, offering a sense of peace and purpose.

By internalizing this truth, you can navigate the complexities of motherhood anchored in the living Hope of God’s eternal love and acceptance.

It’s also important to draw strength from Philippians 4:13, “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” This is a constant reminder that, in Christ, you have the strength for every challenge motherhood presents.

Let these truths settle into your heart, offering reassurance and comfort during your motherhood journey.

Conclusion

Motherhood is messy, but it’s also beautiful and rewarding.

If you’re struggling with the messy moments of motherhood, know that you’re not alone. Embrace the messiness, prioritize self-care, pray, and remember your identity in Christ.

These messy moments can be an opportunity for growth, learning, and finding joy. So, take a deep breath, and know that you’ve got this!


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Nicole

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Anchored by Hope is a lifestyle blog founded by Nicole domitro in 2017 to encourage, empower, and educate women on their journey of faith, motherhood, and mental health. Nicole is a wife and mom of three. After struggling with postpartum depression and anxiety, she started Anchored by Hope as a way to open up about her own struggles and help other women who might be going through the same thing. The blog aims to provide hope and encouragement for women of all ages and walks of life.

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It’s sticky kisses, tearful prayers, and deep, unspoken joys.

It’s the ache of pouring out—and the awe of being loved so fiercely by little hearts who see you as home.

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of holding on and letting go, of losing yourself and somehow finding more of who God created you to be.

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For the women who long for a child.
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I don’t ever feel qualified to be sharing Gods word. And if you were one of those who rebelled with me in my youth then it shouldn’t be hard to understand why.

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Honestly, probably not since I first believed. 

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I almost didn’t do it because I don’t have a grand scale of subscribers and I often believe the quantity is the requirement to create content. 

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In 2013, I walked into CLA for a memorial honoring Mike’s brother. I was a brand-new believer, and something about the place just wrecked me in the best way.
I left in tears, whispering, “I want to teach here.”

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When we enrolled Andy in kindergarten there, that same homecoming feeling returned. But with littles at home, we homeschooled for a few years.

Then last fall, God stirred our hearts again. I submitted my resume in faith… not knowing what job (if any) was available.

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I thought it was for Bible class.
Instead… they offered me third grade.

It was more than I could’ve ever dreamed.
The moment I stepped into the classroom, I felt it deep in my bones—this is where I’m meant to be.

Only God could take a rebel-hearted hairstylist with nothing but questions…
and turn her into a teacher with a calling.

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It’s sticky kisses, tearful prayers, and deep, unspoken joys.

It’s the ache of pouring out—and the awe of being loved so fiercely by little hearts who see you as home.

To be a mama is to live in the tension:
of holding on and letting go, of losing yourself and somehow finding more of who God created you to be.

And today, while we honor the beauty and blessing of motherhood, we also hold space for the brokenhearted.

For the women who long for a child.
For those grieving a mama they can’t call today.
For those with strained relationships, losses, or longings.

You are seen. You are loved. You are not forgotten.

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May you feel the love of a God who sees it all and calls it holy.

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Last April I was asked if I wanted to teach in our homeschool group at Bible study. 

My instant answer was a hard no; but I’d pray about it.

I’m so thankful for the Lords discernment, so thankful that His Word is alive and active. I prayed and he answered me. 

I was teaching homeschool.

I don’t ever feel qualified to be sharing Gods word. And if you were one of those who rebelled with me in my youth then it shouldn’t be hard to understand why.

And yet, God equipped me every step of the way, igniting a passion and joy within me, allowing me a creative outlet that shined a light on Him, and all the while continuing to grow in grace and knowledge of Jesus Christ. 

Tomorrow, I’m doing something I’ve only dreamt of doing for over ten years now; I’m interviewing at Christian Liberty Academy. 

My hearts desire has been to teach Bible there since I first stepped foot in the art wing back in 2013. 

I can still remember sitting in Mrs. Hessler’s room, hearing stories about Mike’s brother, their class, the community they had. I never felt so at home amongst strangers. 

This opportunity is the only thing that can pull me away from community Bible study. 

And so. Today, my amazing cbs family not only gifted me with the most beautiful goodbye flowers, but sent me off covered in prayer! 

As I anticipate the interview tomorrow, I am so beyond thankful for this community that has poured into me these last seven years! 

And for the incomprehensible reminder that God is with is always. 

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“Why do you seek the living among the dead?” ( “Why do you seek the living among the dead?” (Luke 24:5)

On that quiet morning, everything changed. The tomb was empty, hope was alive, and death was defeated.
Today we don’t just remember a moment in history—we celebrate a living Savior who still meets us in our brokenness, walks with us in our waiting, and calls us into resurrection life.

Let your heart rise with the dawn. The stone has been rolled away.
Jesus is alive, and because of that—so is hope.

Happy Resurrection Sunday, friends!
#HeIsRisen #AnchoredByHope #ResurrectionSunday
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It’s simple, fun, and such a sweet way to focus on why we’re really celebrating. We lay out all the ingredients, and as we go through each one, we read a snippet of Scripture that points us back to the Easter story.

The kids and I both love it—it’s a meaningful (and yummy) way to spark conversation!

I turned the ingredient list and Scripture guide into a printable for my email subscribers. Every day of this Holy Week series, I’ve been sharing meaningful resources to help the week come alive (pun intended)!

If you want the free PDF, just click the link below or screen shot the second image! 👇🏽

https://iamanchoredbyhope.myflodesk.com/holyweek
Good Friday isn’t comfortable —and it shouldn’t be. But we don’t sit in sorrow
without hope. We sit in the tension of mourning and marveling.

I feel like I’m extra sensitive this year to the weight of this day while also standing in an awe I havnt experienced in years. 

Honestly, probably not since I first believed. 

I’ve spent the last few weeks, and especially the last six days, prepping and preparing an exclusive Holy Week study series for my email subscribers.

I almost didn’t do it because I don’t have a grand scale of subscribers and I often believe the quantity is the requirement to create content. 

Wrestling with and in the waiting this year caused me to really reflect on the question: where does my joy come from? 

It genuinely comes from the Lord; being consumed by His Word, sharing Truth, communing in creativity. 

I’ve really fallen in love with the more intimate and authentic atmosphere of emails. It sounds strange I know. But the social pressure isn’t there and I feel so much more acclimated to share more vulnerably . 

As with most my emails, the Holy Week series started as little notes sporadically written across my phone app. Usually typed within the darkness of my bedroom late at night or in the first rays of sunshine in the all too early morning. There is no in between here. 

Those little notes evolved into such a sweet symphony of study. I can’t express the gratitude I have for the almost dozen women walking alongside me this Holy Week. But truly I tell you, I would do this again even if no one joined. 

Digging deep into the depths of this week is beyond life giving - it’s giving eternity! It’s the tiniest taste of a greater satisfaction. It’s sitting in the tension of the mourning and marveling. 

The weight of today is so devastating. But it’s also where our redemption shines. Love for me and you is what held our savior to that tree. Living this life for Him, in full surrender, is only possible because of that cross. 

Thank you Jesus.

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