We are the women with weary eyes, bustling households, and overflowing hearts. We are mothers.
This morning, when our little one left his beloved blanket in the car, we prioritized him over our work and rushed back to deliver it. We handled diaper changes, played taxi, cooked meals, tidied up messes, bathed our children, read bedtime stories, and banished monsters under the bed. Not once did anyone utter the words, “Thank you.”
We often go unnoticed, yet we rise each day to do it all over again. We are mothers.
Dinner time was chaotic tonight. Our older kids whined about everything, squabbled with each other, and rejected our carefully prepared meal. Meanwhile, our toddlers, overtired and irritable, hurled food across the room. In the chaos, we lost our cool and shouted, only to retreat to the bathroom to cry for losing our patience—again.
We are frustrated, but our capacity to forgive is boundless, and we are always forgiven. We are mothers.
Today, we are utterly exhausted. Every ounce of energy is spent putting one foot in front of the other until our children finally drift off to sleep. Our minds race with a never-ending to-do list—clean up after dinner, unload the dishwasher, switch the laundry—because no one has any clean clothes. The weight of it all is heavy tonight. Yet, we found a moment to lie beside our child, eyes shut, as they sang themselves to sleep, needing us to chase away their fears.
We are overwhelmed, but we always carve out time for our children. We are mothers.
Long after everyone else has turned in for the night, we finally make it to bed. Our bodies are spent, yet our minds refuse to quiet. Sleep eludes us once more, as we worry. We worry we raise our voices too often, that we’re too strict or not strict enough, that we’re making the right choices.
We are insecure, but our kids know we love them, so we must be doing something right. We are mothers.
When we discovered we were expecting, we understood that our lives were about to change. We knew caring for a baby would be challenging, but we didn’t realize that motherhood would shape our very existence.
Some days, we wake up feeling overwhelmed, questioning whether we can endure another day. Other times, we gaze at our children with hearts full of longing, holding their tiny faces, begging them to stay in this moment forever. But deep down, we know they won’t.
Our precious infants grow all too quickly; they learn to crawl, walk, and talk before we can catch our breath. They challenge us during the tumultuous toddler years, and we fall in love with the curious preschoolers who ask endless questions and speak out of turn. Our school-age children keep us busy with their homework, but we swell with pride at the remarkable individuals they are becoming.
As they enter their tween years, we notice the beginnings of distance. Our children slowly seek independence, and our hearts ache just a little. They become teenagers who think they possess all the answers, only to return as young adults who realize the truth is often more complex. They marry, have children, and we embrace our new roles as grandmothers.
Through every stage, we will be there. Motherhood doesn’t have an end date.
The moments we share with our children today, no matter how mundane, are the foundations of their lives. Today’s challenges will transform into tomorrow’s cherished memories. Even after we are gone, our children will yearn for us just as we long for our own mothers. They will hold onto every memory, finding solace in knowing, “These are my mother’s hands.”
We will always be our child’s safest haven. We are mothers.
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Summary:
Motherhood is a journey filled with love, chaos, and endless responsibilities. We are the unsung heroes who manage our families, face daily challenges, and worry about our parenting decisions. Yet, despite the exhaustion and insecurities, we find ways to cherish the fleeting moments with our children. As they grow, we navigate the complexities of their development, knowing that our bond remains unbreakable. We are always there for our children, and our love shapes their lives forever.