That enthusiasm lasted about five minutes. This was not the stay at home mom that I thought would be a crusader for our cause, but an angry, resentful woman that didn't seem to enjoy anything about her life.
One part of the movie was that she wanted to write for a parenting blog, she had to send in 500 words about what motherhood meant to her. When she finally finished it and it was read at the end of the movie all I could think was hypocrite.
And so today I would like to give my thoughts about being a mom. And I can sum it up into one word:
I picked this word, because even though it consists of only three letters, it is a powerful word. Joy consists of much more than just happiness. Joy is a deep feeling that causes you to be moved. Joy cannot exist without feeling sorrow, deep sorrow. Joy is something that is earned. It takes commitment, hard work, and LOVE.
And this to me is what motherhood is.
NO, it's not always easy, there are times when I would like to go back to work and leave the daily chore of raising children to a babysitter. I mean who really wants to clean up after a toddler learning to go potty? Who really wants to do dishes, laundry and clean for everyone that lives in the house? Who really wants to watch Spongebob? Who really wants to read The Big Hungry Bear 11 times in one hour? Who really wants to have their two year old throw their binky at the waitress? Who really wants to have to apologize to someone because their daughter has just whispered "that lady's fat"? Who didn't sit down and cry the day that they realized that the fairy tale ending was never going to happen?
I feel confident that I am not alone in these feelings. But I hope that I am not alone in wanting this life despite the dark side of it.
I love that I am their comfort when they are scared or hurt.
I love reading "The Big Hungry Bear" to them 11 times in one hour.
I love to watch them learn, I love to help them discover the world from a gentle perspective.
I love when they pile on their dad
I love the adventures that we find ourselves in.
I love to see them laugh.
I love the way that they make me laugh.
I love the things they say.
I love their unique personalities.
I also love the sorrows that we have had with our kids. I feel that these obstacles, even though they cause sadness for a time, bind us together as a family unit. Making us stronger than we are by ourselves.
Motherhood is my life, and it's a life that I love.
What does motherhood mean to you?
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