Photo Credit: Niall Crotty
I love that there is a day to honor Mothers, especially now that I am one. Not for selfish reasons but just because I now get it. I remember moments as a child questioning my mother's rules or consequences. She would always explain it was because she loved me and she had been given the awesome responsibility of keeping me safe and healthy. It always ended with "one day you will understand". What she meant was that one day, I would understand how powerful, wonderful and consuming a mother's love can be.
I love that there is a day to honor Mothers, especially now that I am one. Not for selfish reasons but just because I now get it. I remember moments as a child questioning my mother's rules or consequences. She would always explain it was because she loved me and she had been given the awesome responsibility of keeping me safe and healthy. It always ended with "one day you will understand". What she meant was that one day, I would understand how powerful, wonderful and consuming a mother's love can be.
Everyone says that the day you have a baby, your life changes. For me, the life change happened the day we decided to start trying. I couldn't think about much else. Motherhood gripped me at that moment and never let go. Now I sit here with my two boys napping in the other room. I can hear their sweet little breath on the monitor and it brings tears to my eyes. I understand why people do crazy things for their children. I would.
I will admit, when they wheeled me into the nursery after their birth, I was a bit overwhelmed. I didn't know who to pick up first. They both were just so beautiful, all pink, soft and fragile. But, sometime in the next few days, memories of my life before them vanished. The pain of carrying them, the surgery, everything was gone. All I could think about now was their well-being. And as we all know, it never ends.
Motherhood comes in so many different forms and they all deserve to be celebrated, those whose children are grown and gone, those who are mothering their kids every day, those whose children are now in heaven, long before their time, those who are carrying their 1st in their belly right now or waiting to adopt and bring their child home and those fighting to get pregnant. We all have that love for our children, whether they are present yet or not. We dream about them, cry for them, hope for them.
If you are a mom, in any form, Happy Mother's Day Weekend! It's a wonderful but exhausting job. You deserve a parade, a glass of wine and a bubble bath. Or, in the very least, a little help with your daily chores:
And one day, your kids will understand.
