“To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power. Or the climbing, falling colors of the rainbow.”
Do you hear that? A hurricane in its perfect power. A hurricane! Motherhood is a beast, ya’ll. It’s hard and raw and gritty. You are down in the trenches, crawling through mud, sweat dripping in your eyes. You are tired and aching and spent. And then, in the blink of an eye, a moment of tenderness. You are light as a feather, floating with love and hope and all things precious. Motherhood encompasses the highest of highs and lowest of lows. It’s a roller coaster ride but let me tell you something…YOU’VE GOT THIS! Motherhood is so gangster and so are you.
Motherhood is grind and hustle and perseverance
There are no breaks in motherhood. It doesn’t matter if we’re sick, or tired, or just sad. There are times when life can get really hard. It can weigh us down and even knock us off of our feet. We may want to curl up in a ball and hide away from the world. We may have no energy, no joy, but you know what we do? We get up. We keep going. We plaster a smile on our face. We take care of our children while storms are raging inside, while we feel like death is knocking at our door. You know what I’m talking about. Think about the last time you were sick. You felt awful but you still got up and took care of your kids, didn’t you? It may have been the bare minimum but you did what you had to do for your babies. Even heartache and devastation can’t keep us from doing our jobs. Losing loved ones, divorce, a tragic diagnosis…the pain and grief of these gets pushed to the side while we tend to our children. We wipe away our tears and shower them with love and stability. Moms are the strongest people on this planet.
Motherhood is fierce, unending love
The moment I learn I’m growing life in my womb I fall madly in love. Before ever laying eyes on that sweet being there is already a deep, primal love that courses through my veins. That love is fierce. It’s all encompassing. It’s a love that breeds strength, both emotional and physical. A mother’s love is a weathered rock withstanding the ravages of time. It survives heartbreak and it survives sheer joy and it survives the mundane in between. Motherhood is a love that nourishes and protects no matter the cost. A woman can go from timid to momma bear in two seconds flat if you mess with her baby! Motherhood is the selfless act of willingly giving all that we have and all that we are to those precious lives we have been entrusted with.
You are enough, Mom. You are exactly what your children need. Motherhood is so gangster. YOU are a gangster!
In the words of the Geto Boys, “Damn it feels good to be a gangsta!”