What Makes My Kids Cry Today

By Lizzie @ What Makes My Kid Cry Today

Real Life. Real Laughs. Real Jesus.

It was 8:07 a.m.

I had already said, “Put your shoes on” seven times.

One child was crying because their sock felt “too wrinkly.”

Another was singing the ABCs at full volume while not brushing his teeth.

The toddler was naked for unknown reasons.

And the dog—bless him—ran straight past me when I called his name, ignoring me like I was a ghost in my own house.

And that’s when I said it.

Out loud.

With all the dramatic flair of a sitcom mom at the end of her rope:

“No one listens to me—not even the dog!”

🫠 The Invisible Mom Feeling

It hit me hard.

That washed-out, walked-past, unheard feeling that sneaks into your chest and whispers:

“Does anything I say actually matter?” “Why do I even bother?” “What’s the point of speaking if no one hears me?”

And to be clear: I wasn’t expecting applause for asking someone to pick up their socks.

But it would’ve been nice if the dog didn’t straight-up sprint away from me when I asked him to sit.

🧠 What I Really Wanted

I didn’t just want obedience.

I wanted to be heard.

I wanted to feel like my voice mattered in my own home.

But motherhood has a way of making you feel like a walking reminder app that no one opens.

✨ But Then God Whispered

Later that day—after the shoes were on, the dog was contained, and the toddler was redressed—I sat down with my coffee and silence.

And the still, small whisper came:

“I hear you.”

Not from my kids.

Not from the dog.

From God.

📖 The Reminder I Needed

“Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you.”

— Jeremiah 29:12

God hears me when no one else does.

When my voice is drowned out by cartoons and chaos.

When I feel like I’m shouting into the void of laundry and mismatched shoes.

He hears.

And He cares.

🙏 A Prayer for the Unheard

Lord,

When I feel invisible, ignored, or tuned out—remind me that You are the God who listens.

Let Your voice be louder than my frustration.

Let Your peace meet me in the noise.

And thank You, thank You, thank You…

for loving this mama, even when the dog runs the other way.

Amen.

🐕 Final Thoughts

If today you feel like your words fall flat, your commands echo unanswered, and your only audience is a dog that ignores you—please hear this:

Your voice matters.

Even when no one listens, you are still seen.

Your kids may not realize it now, but your consistency is love in action.

And your Heavenly Father?

He’s listening—every time.

Got your own “no one listens to me” story? Send it to whatmakesmykidcrytoday@gmail.com! I’ll laugh with you, not at you. Probably.