One afternoon, I came across some of my children’s baby memorabilia. There were photos, cards, hospital bracelets and tiny outfits that I couldn’t imagine they ever wore. Of course, I had one of those “ahhhh” moments. I reflected back to the feeling of holding my newborns, with the dreams I had and the promises of being a perfect parent to those little ones. I saw them as a picture of innocence.
Over the years, those magical visions fade for most parents. The endless diapers, sleepless nights and crying babies bring forth the reality that even the best parents cannot possibly be perfect. The busy toddler is frustrating as he unrolls the toilet paper and scribbles on the wall. School-age and preteen children fight and talk back, refuse to help with chores and find new ways to aggravate their parents. We begin to wonder what happened to the sweet, innocent children we once had. The reality of everyday life dulls the beautiful picture we began with.
It is easy to lose sight of our purpose as a mother. So often we get caught up in our busy lives, too overcommitted and tired to appreciate our blessings. When our children frustrate us, it is hard to see the gift they truly are. We take their childhood for granted and then wonder where the years have gone. Motherhood is often an overwhelming responsibility,
bility, yet truly a high calling for a woman. We are given the opportunity to shape these young minds, protect them and influence who they will be. Sometimes it seems that our failures overshadow our successes. But when days are difficult, we need to remember that someday we
will wish for this time back. Motherhood is not a job to be taken lightly, but
certainly one to enjoy. Sometimes all it
takes is a tender moment to realize the joy in motherhood. Our baby’s first smile, a little hand in ours, a sloppy kiss or an “I love you,” reminds us that life is indeed sweet. As you hold that rambunctious toddler in your arms and he falls asleep,
you get a glimpse of his true innocence.
When our children are older, a simple “thanks Mom,” is enough to make our effort worthwhile. worth
A friend of mine after facing years of infertility, was finally blessed with beautiful twin daughters. I love her perspective on being a mother. On the morning of her birthday, one of her daughters threw up on her in bed. While most of us would have been horrified, she said, “For so many years I have wanted so badly to be a mother – and this is what being a mother is.” We all, as moms, need to remember her wisdom. Our children are what we wanted – our blessings.
Whatever age and stage we are at as mothers, we must remember not to lose heart. There will be trials along the way, but those will be far outweighed by the joy that motherhood brings. We need to give ourselves a break and realize that we don’t have to be perfect to be a good mother. At the end of the day, all we can do is our best. Our children accept us the way we are and whether they admit it or not, they love us despite our imperfections – just as we love them. Being a mother is an incredible privilege with vast rewards. And while motherhood may not end up as the picture we envisioned, we will find that reality is even better.
– Tanya Unrau writes from