Motherhood is hard. It's messy and thankless and often requires a decent amount of wine. BUT motherhood is beautiful. It's so incredibly beautiful. There isn't a more pure and unconditional love than the love between a mother and her child. Motherhood is simply the very best thing I have ever done. Not a day goes by that I don't thank God for giving me Sloan and Phayre and for entrusting me to guide and raise these two sweet girls. And for giving me such an incredible partner to do it with (I love you E).
I've always known that I wanted to be a mother. When I was little and my mom would ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I always said "a mommy!" I'm shocked I didn't scare Eric away when we were teenagers because I always talked about babies and how much I couldn't wait to be a mother. As soon as we were married I begged him to start trying for a baby. He talked me into waiting a bit so that we could soak in some time just the two of us (which I'm so thankful for now). When we finally agreed to start trying, I was over the moon! My dreams have come true because of my girls. I truly love and enjoy being a wife and mother. I try really hard to stay mindful of how incredibly lucky we are to have these two beautiful and healthy girls.
It's fun to joke about how messy and exhausting motherhood is (and how much coffee and wine it requires), but motherhood is so much more than that. Motherhood is this blanket that wraps around you and your child and holds you together forever. It teaches you how to be more selfless, patient, and silly. Some days are long, like really really really long. Between cooking, cleaning, errands, kissing boo boos, and constant toddler negotiations... it can just feel like a lot. But then there are these moments that just take your breath away and remind you that you have the absolute BEST job in the world. When I see Sloan master something for the first time and I get to partake in her excitement and joy or when Phayre waddles over to me and plants a giant open mouthed kiss right on my face, I actually feel like my heart might explode. They love me SO much. But only someday when they are mothers will they learn just how much I love them.
When the girls and I had our accident about a month ago, it really put life into perspective for me. I hoped and wished and prayed (and begged) God for these girls. The thought of not having them is terrifying. Since our accident, I don't take the little things for granted as much. I squeeze the girls just a moment longer when they hug me and I rock them or rub their backs to sleep just a bit longer these days. I feel less frustrated when P only wants to be held while I'm making dinner or when Sloan is having a hard time listening. I guess I'm just so very aware of how lucky I am. I think perspective is important and my perspective is pretty darn clear these days.
So cheers to all the mama's! The mama's who are nursing their babies, chasing toddlers, waiting in the carpool line, or who still demand hugs and kisses from their adult children (I WILL be that mom). Or to the want-to-be or soon-to-be mama's! You got this girl. To the women who are hoping and and wishing and praying (and begging) to meet their baby. Keep having faith. And to the women who are hurting or experiencing pain or loss. While I know I don't have the right words to say, I hope that you find strength and hope. My heart goes out to all of you.
Now, please share in the comments below and tell me what being a mother means to you. Don't be shy, I want to hear from you!! It can be just a sentence, just share!
These photos were taken by my very talented friend Lindsey of Lindsey Wiatt Photography and I will treasure them forever. If you're in the Portland, OR area definitely look her up!
Gorgeous tulle maxi skirt c/o Shabby Apple. "Fallen Snow Skirt" can be found here (and it's on sale!). You can find my baby wrap here.