For example, it is such a rewarding feeling to be a mother, to have something so special that you created, and to have those beautiful gifts from God look up to you, love you so unconditionally, and depend on you for their every need.
But at the same time, how frightening and overwhelming it is to have someone so tiny, fragile, and vulnerable depending on you for everything...not just physical needs like food and shelter but emotional needs as well, like love and a sense of belonging.
Not to mention, motherhood can be so exhausting, physcially and emotionally.
Besides the obvious physical exhaustion from wrangling an energetic toddler and a curious infant, the emotions I experience on a daily basis as a mother are enough to wear me out. Fear, love, worry, joy, frustration, pride, excitement, angst...and the list goes on.
Oh, and don't get me started on the worrying...
Worrying they'll get hurt, worrying you'll get hurt, worrying you aren't parenting right, worrying someone else thinks you're not parenting right,
(which by the way, I must get on my soap box for a minute and tell all those people to back off and remember that Jeremy and I are the parents of these gorgeous little boys and that we know best , even if we're not always sure that we really do - the bottom line is we are the parents and they are our children - not to mention, it's really none of your business - ok, I'm better now, moving on...)
worrying you'll never have a life again, worrying they'll grow up and you will have a life again, worrying they don't know how much you love them, worrying they don't love you as much as you love them, worrying you worry too much...
It's funny how we wish for motherhood so badly, and then, when it gets here, we realize we had no idea exactly what we were wishing for or that it was going to be so hard, but, even better, is the realization that it's so much much more rewarding than we'd ever imagined.
Yes, at the end of the day, I am often physically and emotionally drained beyond words, but I am also content with being so utterly exhausted. I know one day I'll want to give anything to feel this worn out if I could just make them little boys again.
Motherhood is such a beautiful thing, and I am thankful for all three of the men in my life; without one, the other two would not have been possible. Thank you Jeremy, Jackson, and Preston for making my life complete and for making me a mother!
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