From My Heart, To Yours.

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Don’t be fooled by this buttery commercial perfect photo. Truth is, we were all sweating, baby was screaming, my sciatica was flaring and Tim was mad at me. But you know what? It’s ok. This is family, and this is real.

When I envisioned my family, I obviously and utopically imagined that my babies would sleep, my husband and I would never fight, I’d feel happy and pretty all the time, finances would be in perfect shape, and my house would always be clean. I wish those dreams came true, but instead I got basically the opposite, and trust me on this one: I love it even more. Let me explain myself.

If life is perfect and there is nothing to worry about or to struggle with, we simply don’t value it enough. Why? Because happiness is something you earn, and you can only earn something if you fight hard for it, makes sense doesn’t it?

In my life, I have struggled with so many things that I will probably have enough content for this blog until I die at age 122! I can tell you that every single thing, bad or good, that has happened in my life has shaped me into who I am now and where I am at: the center of God’s will.

When you struggle daily with life, you understand that by yourself you have absolutely NO CONTROL over ANYTHING. So what do I do?

In the morning, I pray and ask God to take my day into His hands and do with it what He will, and remind me that I am never going to go through anything all alone.

I fight hard for my family. The absurd amount of patience and grace a woman has to have in order to take care of a home is immeasurable. The weight of responsibility and the constant worry over every detail of caring for other people, takes such toll on a woman, that without supernatural strength it becomes a very hard task.

But after a rough day with screaming children or disagreements with my husband or even a messy house, I can say “I fought the good fight.” I kiss them all goodnight and miss them when I close my eyes, because the dedication I put into caring for them is such that one moment away from them brings tears to my eyes.

I am not praising myself or trying to put my family down, we obviously have wonderful and fun moments, but I am telling you what you should probably know about yourself: you are this woman. You are strong, and virtuous, and you conquer 10 lions a day simply to protect your own. You cry in silence, but you also smile when you see how amazing, intelligent, funny and adorable your children are, and the next morning you will do it all over again.

I cannot wait to share with you what happens in my life, and the things that happened that led me here today. To talk to you. To hold your hand and cry with you, and laugh with you, because when we support and encourage each other, there is NOTHING that will stand in our way to find happiness and a fulfilling life.

Love and talk soon,

Maya.

 

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Maya Vorderstrasse

Happily sleep-deprived, Maya exercises her unique and authentic personality, translating her personal experiences with her Irish twin daughters, Zoey and Hazel, into funny and honest posts, often accompanied by her best friend and husband Tim and her letter board. As a mother, a graduate in communications and advertising, and a musician, Maya has employed her whit, charm, abilities, and expertise in relatable posts and essays about motherhood and her experiences. Although Maya has been blessed with magazine features by Elle, Cosmopolitan, and Us Weekly and appearances on countless international websites, blogs, and even several television stations, Maya enjoys her active and successful engagement with other mothers, or soon to be mothers, on her Instagram page.

5 thoughts on “From My Heart, To Yours.

  1. “The absurd amount of patience and grace a woman has to have in order to take care of a home is immeasurable. The weight of responsibility and the constant worry over every detail of caring for other people, takes such toll on a woman, that without supernatural strength it becomes a very hard task.” This is absolutely true!

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