Motherhood has never come easy to me. I don’t say that in a pity party, I’m a failure of a mother kind of way. I say that as a fact. Growing up becoming a wife, let alone a mom was never a goal of mine. Don’t get me wrong, I am incredible blessed and humbled that God picked me to be a mother to my children. I love them with all my heart. I am fully aware that being called mom is a privilege. What I am saying is being a mother is no joke, Yo!
I spent the infant, toddler and preschool years overwhelmed and exhausted. I lived in constant fear that I was screwing up motherhood. Granted my childhood played a big role in legitimizing my fear. Let’s just say having a mother who abandoned you when you were seven and then spent your teenage years calling you up to let you know you could never be loved and are basically worthless, is not the kind of legacy I wanted to leave for my children. In fact it had the opposite effect. I tried to be perfect thus spending everyday feeling like a failure because being perfect is an unattainable goal.
Aside from the baggage that a mother may have, raising babies is exhausting. There are restless nights, nursing babies, the constant guidance, doctor’s appointments, feeding schedules, baby proofing and potty training that needs to get done. I know some mothers love this stage of life. I however am happy to leave those days in the past. It has taken me a long time to be able to admit that out loud. It doesn’t mean I love my kids any less, it just means that I am enjoying this stage of life so much more.
I love grabbing Starbucks and spending hours in a book store with my 11-year-old baby girl. I cherish every second my 9-year-old son wants to spend cuddling on the couch to watch Quick Pitch with his momma. I adore watching our 5-year-old baby girl use her creativity to play house, put on a fashion show or dance around like a princess.
In this stage we get to enjoy all the hard work we put in molding them when they were babies. After years of saying, “Say please, Say Thank you.” We get to see them use their manners all on their own and make wise (and not so wise) decisions on their path to becoming young adults. Don’t get me wrong it’s not a perfect stage. The amount of bickering is reaching all time high but at least I don’t have to change diapers!
I’m not sure what the teenage years will bring but I do know that I will enjoy this stage of life to the fullest.
What stage of life are you in?
Which stage has been your favorite so far?
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