If you are a mother, or you happen to know one, you are aware of how amazing, demanding, frightening, and stressful motherhood can be on a daily basis.
A mother’s life is full of challenges and frequently messy—stained hands, spilled milk, stains, and mountains of laundry are commonplace.
Even when you believe you’ve finished everything, there’s always a fresh stain or laundry pile to deal with.
Even though we frequently laugh off the “misery,” it may nonetheless be incredibly annoying.
It’s common for us to occasionally feel as though we’re losing our patience.
As a mother, Heather Duckworth is well-versed in all of this, but she also has something important to say that every mother should see.
Regretfully, she only became aware of this after experiencing an unfathomable catastrophe.

In many respects, Heather Duckworth is just like any other mother, yet there is one unique quality about her.
After losing her baby son on June 12, 200, she has been dedicating her time to spreading her vital message to other parents.
Heather posted her narrative on Facebook in 2019 under the title “The Blue Stain.” You will quickly see why it is touching so many people’s emotions when you read it for yourself.

It all started when Heather picked up some slime that her daughter had fallen from the floor. At that moment, everything became clear to her.
Heather had to assist her daughter in cleaning up the slime stain, even though her daughter had tried her hardest.
Like any parent, she was irritated by the state of affairs. However, as she started whispering to herself, she instantly recalled another stain.
A smear from fourteen years ago. Heather had a four-year-old kid and triplets who were both two years old at the time. Her daughter was still absent.
She was having trouble getting her four boisterous youngsters to go to bed on this particular evening. Living with four small children meant constant turmoil and a whirlwind of activity.

The majority of her time was spent chasing her children, and frequently she felt as though a third world war may break out.
“My heart was full, but so were my hands.”
That night, fourteen years ago, as darkness fell, she remembered the strain of feeding and washing all four boys while also having to clean up the regular mess.
The kids were all fired up, as usual, running around singing and dancing while the music blared. This kind of environment would not be present in the house again for a while for a number of reasons.
She was trying to get the boys to go to bed when she noticed a big stain that was blue like ink on the carpet.

Jacob, one of the triplets, was standing close by with a broken pen in his hand because the ink had gotten all over the carpet. In addition, it covered his entire body, his pajamas, and pretty much everything else in the room!
It goes without saying that Heather lost it when she saw this. Her endurance was almost at its end.
“We had only lived in this house for six months and now the carpet was completely ruined. We scrubbed that stain for an hour that night, but yet it remained.”
Heather and her husband even hired professional cleaners but to no avail.
Growing frustrations
The stain continued to get on her nerves and she was annoyed at it every time she saw it.
“It made me feel angry and it made me feel like such a failure for leaving out the pen where my young son could reach it. That blue stain was just a big fat negative in my life. I hated it,” Heather says.
But as her frustration over the stain continued to grow, suddenly, it all went away, in a single, life-changing moment.
The little boy who had broken the pen that day was soon diagnosed with cancer. And two years following the heart-shattering news, Jacob was gone.

As Jacob went to heaven, the blue stain remained.
“It was still there . . . and now . . . it was a constant reminder of my son. It was a constant reminder of my frustration over something so trivial . . . something so unimportant in the scheme of life.”
Heather now wants mothers everywhere to realize that young children will of course always make a mess. Raising young children can be incredibly frustrating and as they get older, a parent faces new trials and challenges.
For Heather, the blue stain is now a constant reminder that life with children can be messy, but is so worth living.
It’s a constant reminder not to sweat the small stuff. A constant reminder that “things” are not important, but people are.
A constant reminder that accidents happen. A constant reminder of letting go of all the little things and focusing on what really matters.
Heather calls the mess a “blessing in disguise” and admits that she would live with a million blue ink stains, if it meant she could have a single day more with her son.
She wants to remind mothers and fathers around the world that they should not become absorbed and stressed about everything happening around them and forget to enjoy the little things in life that sometimes appear frustrating.
Heather continues to clean, wash and scrub away after her children — but now, as she does so, she is constantly reminded of the time she spent in hospital with her little boy.

It’s so important to remember to focus on the important things in life and not get too frustrated when your children make a mess, even leaving permanent ‘blue stains’ behind.
Dirty pajamas, smurf faces and large stains on carpets are just proof that we did something right along our path. We had children.
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