motherhood 2 years in: my love is mine

I sat down to journal “a little bit” in the weeks + days leading up to my kid’s 2nd birthday in Feb 2021, and what came out ended up being more If a novella instead of a journal entry. This is part 2.

I have witnessed the following phrases – and I bet you have too – being said or written by mothers I either know personally or know of, saw or read in an interview, something like that:

I know now that my purpose is to be this baby’s mother. I have never felt Purpose such that I feel now, having this blessed child in my life. It is a privilege to be their mother. It is my honor, it’s humbling, it’s a joy, to be responsible for and raising these babies that I love more than life itself. It is life’s greatest adventure, being a mother. There is nothing better than being my child’s mother. There’s nothing better than motherhood.

ALL of those sentiments are VERY nice. And I would be willing to bet that all mothers everywhere [who are healthy and able, with access to their children] feel all of those statements on some level.

Different levels, different scale…