Being a Mama means more to me than having given birth to a child. It’s loving and knowing a little one before you even see it. It’s carrying and caring for a life completely dependant on you for survival. It’s sacrificing time, its nursing scratches and scrapes, it’s being stern and protective. It’s teaching them to talk, to walk and to eventually run. It’s learning to hand your child to a stranger to let them teach what you cannot at times. It’s bracing them for a fall, and dusting them off after they do. It’s seeing them cry and not knowing how to fix it, so you sit on the floor and hold them and cry right along beside them. It’s teaching them that they are smart, capable, funny and giving them the security to do great things. It’s building their self-esteem, supporting their dreams and loving them unconditionally. It’s letting them go, letting them fail and teaching them how to get back up. It’s going without so that they don’t have to, and being OK with it.
Being a mother is a gift that is unimaginable. It’s a connection that is unmatched and insurmountable in any form or other relationship. It’s a love that grows continually, a love that always wants more and better. It’s being terrified that you can’t prevent pain, injustice, heartbreak and at times even death. It’s laughing at jokes that aren’t even funny, but the way they say it makes it’s hilarious. It’s listening to stories that go on and on without a point. It’s always being available for the “Mama, look!” yells and “Mama, more” pleas. It’s drowning out the word MAMA repeated over and over in attempts to get your attention. Its songs sang out of tune and settling ‘out of nowhere rants’.
Being a Mama is being mean, teaching hard lessons, that hurt you inside so deep you want to cry, but you must stand strong with resolve. It’s being strong for them when you are weak. It’s smiling when you want to cry. It’s confusion, mistakes, uncharted territory and blindfolded guessing. It’s looking through photographs and feeling your heart swell with love. It’s praying for them and their character always, believing they will learn to love and know Jesus as their Saviour. Its a HUGE blessing, one I’m grateful for every day! It’s a relationship that never ends and a love that never dies. Thank you Father God for my boys!
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