A mother is ever-changing – in mind, body, spirit, meal planning and laundry loads.
My mind has changed because of being a Mom. Cleaning up projectile vomit doesn’t make me squeamish. Nor does wiping bums or other bits & pieces of small bodies. I can forecast moods and snacks better than the weather network can forecast tsunamis.
My spirit has changed because I am a Mom. I think about angels in my life and the devils in the greater-world. Whoever said motherhood gets easier as a child grows older never put their baby on a school bus. I think faith is lost and found throughout motherhood (faith in ability, the world, the heavens and mom-self).
My body has changed because I am a Mom. My body as carried, born, fed, hugged and once or twice rescued…my kids.
But some changes you aren’t ready for – even after being an experienced Mom. Like overwhelming protective feeling you get when you see an amber alert on the news or hear of the death of a child. I was a Mom on Sept. 11th and I ran (I mean RAN) to daycare minutes after the 1st plane crashed into the world trade centre. A country away. I needed my baby safe in my arms. The imperfect world was even more unreliable – and it changed me as a Mom.
Like Mourning a Baby. Sobbing, before surgery because I didn’t miscarry and the baby died and feeling like a living coffin and mourning the death of a baby I didn’t even hold – all while caring for two healthy children (because their lives went on even when I wanted the world to stop). I wasn’t ready for that change. And I am ever-changed because of it.
Being a mother is ever-changing. Ever-growing. Ever-learning.
Amazing Mom & Blogger Loukia (LouLou’s Views) came up with the idea of “A Mother is…” post and I thought it is an exceptional topic (read her own “A Mother is…” post over here).
Wow, that's all I can say… this a very touching, very real and very emotional post on the topic. Thank you so much for taking part, I really loved reading this. xo