"I spent nine hours in labor, screaming, crying, pushing..."
But the common denominator is this: we were anxious, scared, and filled to the brim with excitement to meet the precious one that had wiggled, stretched and filled us with love while we waited to meet them.
We spent countless hours up through the night, tired and sometimes frustrated in order to nurture and love this little baby that we had been blessed with. We cried when they cried, laughed when they laughed, and cried again because we didn't know that love like this could exist.
We worried and prayed and worried some more about whether we were enough for them. Enough to teach them and grow them and encourage them. Enough to know that one day when they were out on their own they would know right from wrong, compassion and hope. Enough to know that one day they could be enough for their own.
Enough that they would one day look back and say, my Mom was truly more than enough...
We have reached out for help from others like us, hoping for the reassurance that we're not completely messing up. We have held hands, laughed and even cried while we have shared our stories and our hearts to one another.
We have moved past ourselves and focused our world around the little hands and little feet that have left permanent marks on our hearts. We look around and we wonder how we survived without messy kisses and those special cuddles that are reserved just for us. We experience the world anew through little eyes and it thrills us to see that special twinkle and joy.
We are rocked to the core as their faith, the faith that we often wish for, remains unwavering. They do not have a need to concern themselves because Mama is there...to fix it, to clean it, to kiss it away. Mama is there, always.
When we become a mother, an entire new world of realization opens up to us and we think of our own mothers and what that means. We realize more deeply the sacrifice, the love, and the meaning of mother. Suddenly every child in the world is yours, and we cry and worry and ask why some mothers can leave, can hurt and abandon their own...
We are all these things and so much more. On this mother's day, I hope that your children will make you feel as special, strong and loved as you truly are, and I hope that you find encouragement, laughter and hope from another mother, because we are mothers and we are united by the common denominator that only mothers can truly understand.
Happy Mother's Day