Sunday, May 09, 2010
What Motherhood Means to Me
Much of what I write here under the label "family" is a humorous look at the ways my children drive me insane, but today, since it is Mother's day, I'd like to take a moment to get sentimental.
I've always felt in my heart that motherhood is worth risking everything. Being open to the idea of becoming a mother has blessed and changed me as a person for the better. It has made me less selfish and had taught me the true meaning of the cliche-"the most important things in life aren't things at all."
Many women are willing to go though anything to become mothers: painful medical treatments, long agonizing waits to adopt, high-risk pregnancies. Why do they put themselves through it?
In our society, the vocation of motherhood is undervalued, and yet, it is one of the highest callings. Being the best mother that I can be is my main priority in life. From the time I was a child, I was sure I wanted to be a mother someday. That's why when I turn on my television and see a female role model for fitness and nutrition say something like- "I can't handle doing that to my body," in a reference to pregnancy, I feel confused. I can't relate.
I'm not going to candy coat the experience. Pregnancy is scary, actually, especially the first one. I admit I did cry on the scale during my first. My emotions were mixed about being pregnant. It was an awesome miracle to be carrying a child and it was also an exhausting, uncomfortable experience that I could not wait to end. I still hold out hope that in ten pounds I will get back into that 15 year old dress in my closet. But honestly, I don't care about what happened to my body to get my children here. This morning I received three gooey glue cards, a Styrofoam fairy, butterfly magnet, and lots of affection just for being a mother.
Beauty fades but the joy of motherhood is a priceless gift that increases with time.
Pictures are top- of my kids in 2010 and bottom- me in 1976.
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