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Monday, May 16, 2011

What Does Being A Mother Mean?

What does being a mother mean?

Sometimes it's...

...going weeks without shaving your legs.

...staying up half the night to nurse a little one's fever.

...exercising at 10 o'clock at night.

...showering at 11 o'clock at night.

...worrying about absolutely everything, yet somehow knowing that you're doing okay.

...making a batch of mac 'n' cheese because you know that's what your tot will eat.

...sitting through another episode of Yo Gabba Gabba, The Backyardigans, Thomas & Friends and/or Cars.

...fighting off the guilt of wanting to spend a few moments alone.

...realizing that you're responsible for this keeping this little boy happy, healthy, safe and entertained.

...cleaning up mess after mess after mess all. day. long.

...tender kisses, hugs, cuddles and story time!

...getting hit in the face with a toy because your toddler is still learning to control his anger.

...listening to incessant whining, crying and carrying on because that same toddler isn't getting what they want.

...trying to stay present for every single moment you have with this incredible little person because you know in the blink of an eye he won't need you like he does today.

...looking through photos of your son, long after he's gone to bed and kind of wishing he'd wake up.

...teaching right from wrong, manners, morals and how to be a good person.

...spending a lot of time cross-legged on the floor playing with cars, puzzles, blocks and stuffed animals.

...giggling at the funny words and phrases that come out of not only your son's mouth ("mommy poos too?") but also your own ("please don't lick the floor").

...sacrificing who you once were and allowing yourself to become someone you were always meant to be.

...loving someone like you've never loved anyone.

What does being a mother mean?

I never thought motherhood was so many little things rolled into one big enormous wonderful role.

It's everything.

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12 Comments:

Blogger Alison@Mama Wants This said...

Love love love every single one, and yes yes yes. Who knew being a mother was so, complete and all-in-one?

May 16, 2011 at 10:34 PM  
Blogger Jessica said...

This was so sweet. Being a mother involves so many different things but it is everything.

May 16, 2011 at 10:35 PM  
Anonymous Dominique said...

I can really relate to your post.. being a mother really means a jack of all sort.. handling 3 kids and all their perculities.

May 16, 2011 at 10:39 PM  
Blogger Natalie said...

It's all of those things and so much more.

And just so you know.. they always need us. They may not want us to pour another sippy cup of juice or tie their shoes, but even when they're big teenagers they need their mommies.

May 17, 2011 at 6:29 AM  
Blogger Justine said...

"...sacrificing who you once were and allowing yourself to become someone you were always meant to be." Loved this. For me, motherhood also means feeling complete.

Great list here and boy can I relate to 99.9% of them!

May 17, 2011 at 6:42 AM  
Blogger Mothers' Hideaway said...

So so true. It's so much work, not much pay, but so so rewarding.

May 17, 2011 at 8:00 AM  
Blogger Grumpy Grateful Mom said...

I loved this. I had no idea what I was getting into when I became a mother. I think your post sums it up perfectly. :)

May 17, 2011 at 9:51 AM  
Blogger Leah said...

So sweet! It's posts like this that make me excited to be a mother one day. : ) XOXO

May 17, 2011 at 1:29 PM  
Blogger Sophie said...

Lovely post and oh so true! I live for my daughters' laughs, smiles, hugs and kisses. Best rewards in the world : )

May 17, 2011 at 7:44 PM  
Blogger Natalie said...

Oh Tonya, so sweet and so true :)

May 18, 2011 at 7:32 AM  
Blogger Sherri said...

So sweet....I love this.

So many hard things, but so many rewards too.

May 18, 2011 at 12:59 PM  
Anonymous MamaRobinJ said...

Nicely said. Yup, yup & yup.

May 21, 2011 at 9:19 AM  

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