People always said, "You won't know until you have a child of your own." I get that now. There was a day, when the very thought of changing a diaper & being covered in spit up was my worst nightmare. Not to mention, being "tied down" to a small one, that was ruling our schedule, a gross thought. Let's be clear, that one is still a frequent struggle. However, when I really step back & think about the value, the purpose & the complete honor it is to be given such a gift - goosebumps! In a day of mundane motherhood & adult boredom, I had a wise friend speak beautifully into my circumstance... "Long days, quick years." Meaning, savor every bit of it! As messy as motherhood can be, there is ridiculous beauty in quiet moments with your wee one, the fresh perspective of his first giggle & even the mundane (let's say "simple") routine no mom is aware of, until she inherits the title.
Motherhood is hard, tiring, messy, raw & yet, totally beautiful. It grows you. It exposes your flaws. It demonstrates our need for community. Yet. It makes you love deeper. It makes you fist pump about tiny accomplishments. ALL so your child grows up to love people well. There's no greater accomplishment. This, my friends, this gift of motherhood? There's nothing sweeter.