I have found it.
My pastor recently encouraged us to find our “sweet spot”…that place in life where what you are really passionate about comes together with what you are really good at.
I think I spent most of my life believing that motherhood would be that sweet spot for me. Frankly, it hasn’t been as sweet as I’d hoped. There are certainly parts of it that I excel at (being involved in my kid’s educations) and way more that I don’t (laundry). While motherhood will always be my calling and what drives me, I realized that it wasn’t my sweet spot. It’s a prime example of something I am passionate about but I will never be “Super Mom”. My children are everything to me but…well…we do the drive-through at McDonald’s on the way home from picking up our organic produce.
Parallel Parking. My gift. Give me a tiny little space and a great big box truck. No problem. Am I passionate about parking? Not on your life.
But being with other moms is that place. Spending time encouraging, talking, crying, laughing…I feel filled up and ready to take on the world after just such an encounter. Especially moms in the first weeks of their motherhood journey. My career in lactation literally fell into my lap and from the moment I threw caution to the wind, I knew this was it. A place of knowing that I was exactly where I should be.
I often tell moms to put their babies in the sweet spot…that place perfectly shaped for baby right between their breasts. Moms instinctually put those noses right to baby’s head and breathe deep. A rush of oxytocin floods their bodies. (The stuff is contagious, you know? When she sniffs, I’m overwhelmed too.) Peace, calm, a sense of “right”. Knowing that the sweet spot is a great place to stay.
So, I’m choosing to snuggle into my own sweet spot. To recognize what gifts and abilities and crazy ideas I’ve been given. To use my voice to encourage, support and be the best cheerleader a mama ever had.
Where’s your sweet spot?