Every day I look into my sweet daughter’s face. I can’t help but think this is the face of someone who has given my husband and I more poop adventures than we thought we would ever encounter. It is the face of the little girl who spit up in my mouth (much to my horror). It is the face of the little girl who has pushed me to the limit. It is the face of the little girl who thinks screaming is funny. It is the face of the girl that I love more than I can possibly describe.
Yeah, being a mom is hard. But the love more than compensates.
The moment they placed my dear little premie on my chest my heart almost burst. The love was immediate and beautiful. All of my heart was stolen by this little babe sleeping in my arms. Motherhood is all about this love.
That love makes being a mom worth it.
In the bible, it says “Charity suffereth long … beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, and endureth all things.” If that isn’t describing the life of a mother, I don’t know what is.
As mothers we bear, believe, hope, and endure. We have to. If we didn’t, neither our kids nor ourselves would make it through a week. The peaks and valleys of motherhood often send my head spinning. But I think the dizziness is what turns this life into a blurry beauty.
As mothers, we suffer through sleepless nights and busy days. We are always on call, never off duty. We suffer through worrying for our children. We suffer the pain our children feel.
As mothers, we bear our children. We carry them into this world and through this world. We bear their burdens and help them learn how to navigate this life.
As mothers, we believe in our children. We see their potential. We believe they will make it, and we believe we can too. We believe that we are the luckiest mommas alive.
As mothers, we hope the best for our children. We pray for a better world. We hope they see their own potential and that they go for it. We hope they know we love them, and that we would do anything and everything for them.
And as mothers, we endure. We travel the longest road with the most beautiful view. We endure the good times and the hard times. We endure life knowing how lucky we are.
I’ve learned that being a mom is a powerful thing. That power comes from the love that is instilled within us. Sure we go through some crazy things. Nasty things. Hard things. But if we had to, we could move mountains. And I say knowing that makes it all more than worth it.