You may think you know who you are. You may think you know what kind of a mother you’ll be, but nothing and no one can prepare you for becoming a mother.
I remember the first moment that sleep deprivation kicked in on our first son, Rowan, when he was an infant. I remember whispering under my breath, to myself….”No one tells you.” There is no added skillset or fuel resource that suddenly kicks in and takes over when you become a mom. You find it, on the job… and it comes from a crazy love that you never imagined possible.
Now that all three of our boys are getting so big and tall and strong (Sal is almost 5, Lucca is almost 8 and Rowan is 9) and are not completely helpless, I look around at them surrounding me and think to myself, “How did this happen? How did I birth all these little men? And how did I get through all those weeks and months of intense labour and work that brought them to this moment?”
Granted I had help.
We did have a nanny for a big chunk of those years I call “The Trenches” and I do have a dream of a partner in my husband Raine, but I know what it took and still takes every day to create a home filled with harmony and health and joy. I know that there is no love like the love of a mother.
I know that there are exceptions to this, but I believe that being a mother is the most important job we can take on in our life. In order that our children may grow up confident and healthy minded, they must be given so much reassurance and love when they are in our care.
Traditionally, mothers stayed home and were in the role of making sure these needs in a child were met, and men went to work. Now that women have in part joined the work force, just as I have, we have proven our phenomenal capacity by continuing to ensure these needs are met, even while becoming bread-winners!
We truly are quite a force to be reckoned with. I am so proud to have become a member of the “sleepless in the trenches” club. We don’t have the luxury of quitting, so we don’t.
And we’re fulfilled because we start and we finish the job…. right to the very end. It’s who we are.
Being a mom is my best role in this life. My children have held a mirror up to my face every day and shown me my worst and best traits, and have challenged me to owning them, good or bad.
They have brought me to a rate of growth which is exponential, in my opinion, as a human; compared to if I had not had children.
If you thought you were patient, have a child.
If you thought you had a high pain tolerance, have a child.
If you thought you were smart, in control of yourself, well-tempered and kind, have a child. And if you thought you had learned everything there was to know, have a child.
They’ll let you know if you were right or not. You want to get to know the real you? Be a mom.