Motherhood is the easiest - and the hardest - thing I have ever done. Loving my children, from the moment I knew they were growing inside of me, was instantaneous. My heart literally feels like it could explode at times with the overwhelming devotion I have for both of them. They make me smile with their wit and silliness and cry with their demonstrations of love. But I struggle (just like every other mom) about always making the right choice for my children. I want so much for them to grow to be godly, responsible, likeable, intelligent, and fun-loving grown-ups. I want to do right by them - including letting them make some choices on their own and dealing with the aftermath. That is hard. The fear of screwing it up can be overpowering.
Motherhood is knowing that all those times your own mother shook her head at you, gave you the mom look, cried for you, embraced you, and let you make those difficult decisions, she was struggling along the way.
Motherhood is joy and sorrow. It is beautiful and undignified (think standing in a store trying to catch your daughter's pee in your hand when she had just started potty training). It is simple and complex. It is prayerful and exasperating. It is knowledge and ignorance. It is everything (depending on the time, the place, the event, the mood, and the behavior).
Motherhood is perfect in a very imperfect way. My babies are my blessings. I pray that I can be somewhere near the mother they deserve and need. And that I can teach a few lessons, make some sort of positive difference, and show them what love truly looks like.
Happy Mother's Day!
2 comments:
even though i've never met your kiddos, i do know you, and just by reading this alone, you are a wonderful momma!
Erin, thank you for that post. God gave it to you at the perfect time I needed to read it! Happy Mother's Day!
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