I love watching him learn and create and grow into the beautiful little boy he was created to be. He is all this and so much more. My life is so much richer, fuller and more meaningful because I have the privilege of being a Mother. I cherish every moment, every day. Being a mom has made me into the person I was meant to be.
This is a love like no other. I am so very blessed!! My 5-year-old daughter Samantha gives. Now I find dinosaurs in my pillows and my drawer stuff in the oddest places. Not in my wildest dreams could I imagine that my kisses on the little foreheads would have immense healing power, nor did I ever think that I would be able to discuss potty colors shamelessly at the dining table.
These two little miracles I gave birth to showed me that I could survive watching the same cartoon movie twice a day the whole week through, and I could still manage with mere four hours of sleep, or even less. Motherhood is a roller coaster ride of emotions, one where you learn on the go. But it is also the best thing that ever happened to me.
Lastly, the journey of motherhood revealed to me that my heart no longer beats inside my body. For me Mother's Day and motherhood are a bittersweet triumph and beautiful proof of my faith in love. My most wonderful realization of motherhood was discovering how truly easy and natural it is to love your child. Despite a painful upbringing, I was able to bring two amazing people into the world and feel the most incredible joy in their smallest delights and developments.
Wanting to keep their world safe and be there to see them become themselves in their own unique ways was and is still the best feeling in the world. It made me whole. Yet this was also heartbreaking because I was suddenly rawly aware of exactly how it was missing from my early life. I could no longer make pitiful excuses. I immediately stopped sending Mother's Day cards to the alcoholic narcissist who often said "having kids was the worst thing that ever happened to me.
This may not be a typical Mother's Day essay, but it had to be written in case some young mother out there is trying to come to terms with this sort of thing. Know that being a mother is the best mother for you, too.
Working hard and making sure that none of her children were missing anything was her number one priority. The stress of being a single mother made her love for us much stronger.
I believe that the separation gave my mother more hope and confidence. She knew how much my siblings and I were suffering, but she cured us with her love. She is the one who keeps the house running and under control. If you enjoyed this essay, please consider making a tax-deductible contribution to This I Believe, Inc.
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Please contact This I Believe, Inc. Winter Prosapio and her family endured a series of medical and financial troubles that left them feeling broken and bruised. Prosapio called on an old family saying that gave her the strength to get through hard times. Click here to read her essay.
A Mothers Love A mother’s love is like no other love on earth, and can make a person do things Everyone else and even she did not expect her to be able to do.
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