The Gift of Motherhood

Yesterday our oldest child turned forty-four. As usual I relived the events of his birth and wondered at how time could have past so quickly. As usual, I celebrated not only his birthday, but the advent of my motherhood. Michael is the first of our five children, so my husband and I spent many years “in the trenches” so to speak. Parenting is not for the faint-hearted. Forty-four years ago, if I had realized the responsiblity, sacrifice, challenges and anxiety that went with the job, I may not have been so eager to have a baby. At twenty-two years old, idealism and optimism ruled my life.

Today, I see that the gift of motherhood has been the impetus for my personal growth and my joy. Children are really our teachers. The five little lives entrusted to my care, led me to seek the support and knowledge I needed to be the best person and parent possible. Our children unveiled the level of strength and resilience I possessed. The financial challenges, took me back to school, both as a teacher and student, resulting in an amazing professional career. Other challenges taught me to rely on the Lord and helped me understand we were not alone. As each child grew into an adult and married, they taught me to accept change. Abandoning my role as “Mommy” enables me to enjoy the role of “friend”.

Forty-four years later, we have come full circle. Our family now includes spouses and nine grandchildren. We are blessed that all of our kids live within thirty minutes of us, allowing us to easily connect with our grandchildren and enjoy sleepover, parties, sports games and family gatherings on a regular basis. It wasn’t always easy, but today I gratefully reap the rewards of motherhood and the lessons my children have taught me.

 

 

 

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6 thoughts on “The Gift of Motherhood

  1. This was beautiful to read! My son turns 6 this week and I’ve been thinking so much about time and motherhood. Happy Birthday to your son!

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  2. I love the line “Abandoning my role as “Mommy” enables me to enjoy the role of “friend”.” I’ve always said I’d be my daughter’s friend when she’s off my payroll but for now, I’m her mother. She’s 13 years old… the teenage years. There are days I’m not sure we’ll make it through but with the good Lord’s help we are still making.

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    1. You’ll make it and it will be worth all the angst. If u concentrate on being a parent now, you will raise a person you would choose as a “friend”. Guaranteed!!

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  3. My two boys give me so many moments to recognize the gifts of motherhood. Now that they are five and nearly eight it feels like we’re in the sweet spot of parenting where they still crawl in our bed to snuggle some mornings but they can play outside by themselves and can open the fridge and grab an apple when they’re hungry. You remind me that each year has the capacity to feel like a sweet spot.

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