I usually don’t post on the weekends, but since it’s Mother’s Day and my blog is about being a mommy, I figured it was appropriate to do a post on today.
Walk with me as I reflect on my journey to motherhood…
When I became a mother two years ago, my life totally changed. I was given a new job that would last until the day I die. I was commissioned to raise, shape, and mold a child to be a productive citizen and a child of God.
I wasn’t always excited about motherhood. I didn’t grow up around small children and I didn’t always know how to interact with them. I was in my mid twenties before I held a newborn baby and that was because my friend made me! J
My brother is the father of three year old, twin boys. When I saw them for the first time, my heart melted and I was overjoyed! They were the first grandchildren on my side of the family. I came home frequently to see them and I was always buying them things. No one had to threaten me to hold them: I ran to them every time I saw them. When I came in town, I made special requests for my brother to have them available so that I could spend time with them. I wanted them to know their Auntie. I wanted to establish a relationship with them that they would always treasure.
Once I discovered the joy of children through my nephews, I felt confident that I could love my own child and be a good mother. I never knew it was possible to love a child like I loved them. But I was in for a surprise when I had my own child.
When I found out I was pregnant, I was initially shocked. I felt like I had gotten into trouble that I couldn’t get out of. But soon, those feelings turned into excitement. It was even more exciting when I could feel my baby kick.
Once my wonderful son entered this world, a strong, deep motherly love entered my heart. I was more than willing to make sure that my child had the best environment I could provide for him to grow up in. Many nights, I found myself absolutely exhausted and on the verge of tears through my son’s colicky spells, but that did not quench my love for him. The love for my son even surpassed the love for my nephews, which I didn’t know could happen. There is NOTHING like a mother’s love.
My son is now at a fun stage in life. He’s not too verbal in terms of saying words, but he has many different ways to show me that he appreciates what I do for him. He gives me hugs and smiles at me. He grabs my hand for me to come play with him. He laughs and squeals at me when I talk to him. He crawls on my back and tries to get piggyback rides. He daily seeks after my praise and it makes him feel so good when I cheer him on.
There is no job like being a mother. It is the most rewarding thing I have done in all my life. It hasn’t been easy, but it’s certainly worth the journey!
What has your motherhood experience been like?