It's All Motherhood

{I’m finding myself in a unique place: thoroughly enjoying this stage of life with an older toddler, while deeply missing her baby sister, and also anxiously awaiting the child bouncing around in my womb who is due in two weeks. But I’ve come to believe that Motherhood can’t be reduced to a single emotion or single set of circumstances. It’s all these big, sometimes conflicting feelings that tangle themselves up in a beautiful, challenging way. I can grieve and I can feel joy. I can enjoy this moment and I can feel frustrated the next. Because it’s all Motherhood.}

{I’m finding myself in a unique place: thoroughly enjoying this stage of life with an older toddler, while deeply missing her baby sister, and also anxiously awaiting the child bouncing around in my womb who is due in two weeks. But I’ve come to believe that Motherhood can’t be reduced to a single emotion or single set of circumstances. It’s all these big, sometimes conflicting feelings that tangle themselves up in a beautiful, challenging way. I can grieve and I can feel joy. I can enjoy this moment and I can feel frustrated the next. Because it’s all Motherhood.}

Thinking, “Praise the Lord!” or “Lord, I’m not ready for this!”

Worrying the test won’t come back positive or fretting it’s too good to be true,

Wondering what the future may bring or praying this will be your future,

It’s all Motherhood.

 

One child to embrace or six to hold,

None in your arms or too many in Heaven,

Waiting and waiting or negative after negative,

It’s all Motherhood.

 

From your womb to your arms or from paperwork to your heart,

With all your same features or with someone else’s complexion,

Raising them on your own or with a village of support,

It’s all Motherhood.

 

Exhaustion each day or interruptions each night,

Messy hair, tired eyes, or spit-up on your shoulder,

Little problems or big trials,

It’s all Motherhood.

 

Soaking up their shampoo or wincing at their diaper,

Wishing you could eat with two hands or juggling life with one,

Enjoying this stage or anticipating the next,

It’s all Motherhood.

Sacrificing your body, your heart, or your sanity,

Giving your all or feeling all done,

Appreciating the work or maybe feeling a little under-appreciated,

It’s all Motherhood.

 

Finding delight in their imagination or horror at their tantrums,

Offering magic kisses for owies or cheers for their milestones,

Disciplining their defiance or hugging them for reassurance,

It’s all Motherhood.

 

Bonding over pretend tea or pretending to be Bond,

Touching their silky skin or washing mud off their hands and feet,

Packing sandwiches for the park or shedding a tear as you watch them pack,

It’s all Motherhood.

 

Dragging through the longest days ever or lamenting the shortest years so far,

Wanting five minutes peace or missing them when they’re gone,

Thinking this might possibly be the worst or most definitely the best,

It’s all Motherhood.

 

Wanting to get just one thing done or loving each and every distraction,

Wishing you were bored or finding boredom in the mundane,

Loving all the silly or wishing for just one moment of serious,

It's all Motherhood.

Being Mommy or being something different too,

Feeling like too much or maybe more often not enough,

Choosing joy or just choosing courage to try,

It’s all Motherhood.

 

Feeling like a natural or naturally feeling like a rookie,

Finding fulfillment or finding you’re stretched,

Days you enjoy or days you roughly survive,

It’s all Motherhood.

 

Praying they will be safe or knowing they need to be brave,

Wishing they were close or encouraging them to go where He leads,

Placing that gift in their hands or teaching them to work hard,

It’s all Motherhood.

 

Appreciating the opportunity or understanding the sacrifice,

Counting each blessing or crying out for help,

Teaching them all you can or learning everything in return,

It’s all Motherhood.

 

Feeling strong enough to protect or helpless to know what to do,

Loving them from your depths or finding Someone else loves them even more,

Doing your best or remembering the best you can ever do is pray,

It’s all Motherhood.

 

Yes, it’s all Motherhood.

 

Grace and Peace,
Kendra