On Mothering

Aaaahhh...Mother's Day.
What a journey it has been. I have to say that being a mom is not the easiest thing in the world for me. Not a surprise to anyone who has every read this blog. And I don't think I was blind going into it, but Mother Nature has a way of sneaking stuff in on you. You just don't realize how it's going to be until you're in it. And it blows your mind. In all kinds of ways.
So to all those moms who make it look easy, I hate you a little bit, but mostly I envy you. And to those of you who struggle sometimes I support you. I applaud you. I encourage you. New moms and young moms and 'pro' moms and grand-moms. It is such a journey.
The one thing I'm quite certain of, through it all, is that I'm a better person for it. Not a slimmer or more rested person, but a more compassionate, more understanding, more loving human being. Perhaps slightly less selfish.
There are times when I'd trade most of it for a good night's sleep and a chocolate bar. But I have three beautiful people in my life, who have become my life. And if I work really hard and don't wreck them too much they will always be in my life. And maybe when I'm old they will know how much I always wanted the best for them. And how much I love them completely. And I would do it all again in a heartbeat.
Which brings me to my own mother. Who I'm so happy to say I love dearly and has always been my champion. Even when I was(am) difficult or selfish I always felt loved. She has a way of not judging. Her sacrifices are tangible. And still I have always felt her joy in motherhood. And now her joy in my children.
And I am thankful for it all.
Happy Mother's Day.

p.s. for the record, I did get breakfast in bed - so cute!