Motherhood isn’t easy. Scratch that. Motherhood is hard.
That isn’t to say it isn’t the most beautiful, amazing, humbling, exciting, did I say beautiful? experience I have ever been blessed with. Did I say it is such a beautiful journey and blessing?
My daughter is my world. She is everything I could ever asked for and more.
Being a mother is my greatest joy. What I feel I was BORN to do.
BUT, I still stand by saying, it’s hard.
I’ve always lived by the saying, “Nothing worth having comes easy.” To be a present parent that gives your child a clear direction, healthy environment to grow up in, and the right balance of everything, is hard. BUT it is the most amazing, selfless thing you can do.
I don’t think there is ANYTHING better than to see your child do something and be proud of them, or to see your child smile, and see the true, genuine joy they’re experiencing.
Motherhood is beautiful.
But dang, it’s hard.
Today, I cried while I was driving.
We don’t go many places. We stay at home a lot. One of the main reasons is that my daughter isn’t a fan of her car seat, hasn’t been since she was born. She screams. Most kids fall asleep in their car seat, but she isn’t a fan. She’s a mover and a shaker and I LOVE THAT. She’s go, go, go, like her mama and papa. She’s energetic and excited and curious and what a beautiful thing that is – it’s how kiddos are supposed to be. A car seat is restrictive to her, she wants to sit up, stand up, move around, see things. And the dang car seat doesn’t allow her to be the mover and shaker she is. Dang safety issues 😉 Nonetheless, she cries. Not a whimper or a whine. But a full out screaming cry. It pierces my heart to the deepest corner.
No one can explain, as a mother, what it is like to hear your child cry. A full out, blood curdling cry. I can almost always make it better. But when she is in the car seat in the back and I am seat belted in the front driving, I have limited options.
Therefore, we don’t go many places. That’s okay, it’s a season of life. It will pass. Unfortunately, too fast. They grow up so dang fast.
She screams in the car seat.
So today, I cried. She was bawling. We were stuck in traffic. I was bawling.
It’s been a rough week, stress levels are high in our house. She bawled, I bawled right along with her.
We’re blessed. We all have our health and we have each other, that’s all I can ask for.
But that doesn’t mean there aren’t hard days, or overwhelming moments. In that moment, we were both overwhelmed. We both bawled. And that’s okay.
We came home and laughed and smiled and hugged and snuggled a lot.
So I know I share the good. Because there is SO MUCH GOOD. So much to be thankful for. SO MUCH BEAUTY to having a child and being a mother.
But sometimes you have a hard day. And you want to share. Not for empathy, but to let other mamas know that THEY ARE NOT ALONE. Not even close.
We live in a world that expects us to be perfect, show no weakness, doesn’t want us to reach out to others when we need things because we are all supposed to have egos nowadays.
I don’t reach out to people well, I don’t ask for help well, I don’t accept help well. BUT, I have accepted an ear from many a mother to listen since becoming a mother myself. I’ve asked for advice and experiences from mothers. And I want to share that when a mom has told me that I am not alone, that they have had hard days, it helps.
So I wanted to share that I cried today in the car. Bawled right along with my babygirl. And it was a fraction of our otherwise happy and beautiful day.
Mamas, you aren’t alone. It can be hard. That’s okay. You’re doing amazing, mama. And your baby loves you. And needs you. And that’s okay. You’re doing amazing. Keep doing you and keep letting your baby do them. Love them, be there for them, and that in and of itself is really all they need. Your love and presence.
You’re not alone mama, and you’re doing great. I promise.
I’d love it if you’d join me here too…