Echoes of Motherhood

…EllaeenahJadeFire

(A few words from my heart, now that my babies are grown.)

To be a mother is to step into a world you can’t prepare for.

I became one when two parts of my heart were placed in my arms —

And in all the years that followed.

Each day, I was learning, growing, guessing, hoping I was getting it right.

Motherhood is often tired eyes, and always being needed.

Crying quietly in the shower. Knowing you’ve messed up – again.

But even in the exhaustion — I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

It was the big milestones that shaped me.

It was the little things too.

Bedtime snuggles. Story time.                                                

The unbearable anxiety when they were sick.

The everyday love that sometimes didn’t feel like love at all.

Now they’re grown.

Independent. Living their lives.

And I’m so proud it hurts.

Letting go has been the hardest part.No one prepares you for that.

They’ve made me who I am.

My son inspires me with his perseverance                                                                                   

My daughter with her strength.

In them I see, both, my struggles and my beauty.

I’m still their mother. They are forever my ‘babies’.

I still worry. Still cheer them on.Still love them more than I can say.

Being a mother is a crazy, beautiful, tender thing.

And it’s the most sacred role I’ve ever known.

Happy Mother’s Day from my heart to yours.