As I was sketching this little piece out on Saturday with my morning coffee, I thought about how it must feel to become a mother. As an outsider looking in, I imagine it is one of the most beautiful yet overwhelming moments in a woman’s life.
I believe I get just a small taste of motherhood as a teacher; I have some of the most amazing little moments with these wonderful kids that I teach, and I also experience their overwhelming, continuous need for attention and guidance. I can only imagine what that must be like with one's own child on a daily basis over a lifetime.
Mothers are truly special, sacrificing their freedom and in some ways their very selves to endlessly give, give, and did I mention, give some more.
However, as challenging as I envision motherhood to be, I’ve come to find that children are indeed very special, each in their own way. They teach me things, make me laugh, make me sad, and often bring out the inner child in me. They remind me how important it is to enjoy simple things.
I personally have never been one for a traditional life. I think that if I had to move to the suburbs, have lots of children and be a stay at home mom I might end up like Kate Winslet in Revolutionary Road. However, I still think it would be amazing to find a great man who embraces my wonderful weirdness, and have a little nugget of my own; only one though, so that I can give him or her my whole heart.
Perhaps one day I might be fortunate enough to be a mother. But until that day comes, I say cheers to you ladies! I am in awe of you, and YOU ARE AMAZING.
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