My boy, Micah and I. Taken by Caleb Rempel
This is a written blessing to you moms out there.
The ones who are waiting impatiently for that little one to arrive. You are a mother. You have been a mother since that little one took residency over your womb. You are nurturing them, rocking them to sleep and taking their little kicks to the gut. You are doing an amazing job already. We all know the worry you have over what you eat, how you exercise, or what you expose yourself to. Keep taking care of that little bean.
The ones that are rocking their littles ones to sleep. You are up out of bed, feeding that baby for what seems like a MILLION times a night. You are sleepless, drinking cold coffee in the morning, and feeling like 'What did I get myself into?' But you are brave, you are sacrificing and you are so strong. What seems like complete darkness is just a phase. It will get better.
The ones that are running around after toddlers. Feeling like you just want some dang rest already. Why do they never slow down? Don't they realize you do not have the energy that they do? Why are they putting that in their mouth? Why are they asking 'why?' ALL. THE. TIME. But through the utter chaos, they still give amazing joy. The laughing, the first words, the discovering of what once seemed so plain to you, now has depth that you have not realized since you were that small.
The ones sending their babies to school. Are they still babies? It may seem that way. Where did the time go? But now there is someone else spending more time with your babes than you. It may not seem fair or right. But let me tell you, that those teachers will love them too. They are so excited to see how they change and grow over a year. Those babes of yours are still yours to love unconditionally, to teach and care for. You are still their phenomenal mother. They will not forget that.
The ones with teenagers... This was what you feared. When did they start talking back like that? Do they seriously feel like they know more than you? Having spent a bit of time with teenagers, trust me. They do still need you. They need you to pick them up when they fall and teach them how to survive their mistakes. What feels like such an angry individual, is an angry individual. They are just as confused as you are. Remember that there is no one that can replace you, even their friends, though they may think otherwise. God has placed them in your care for a purpose.
The ones with adult children. You might feel like you have fallen short, messed up or could have been more or better. The truth is that even the best parents fall short. The good news is that God can redeem anything. I repeat, anything that you have done or did not do. This does not take away from the good that you did and the blessing that you are to your children. You are still so important to them.
To all you moms out there, you are truly amazing and a blessing. You are a strong, self-sacrificing warrior in this broken world who loves fiercely and protects her cubs like a lioness. You have been given a powerful role by the mighty God.
To some, I have been a mom for a grand total of 3 seconds. I may appear naive or out of touch with the real troubles that mothers facing these times face. These are the things I fear from my observations as a teacher and friend to other moms. They are also reminders to me for the future me as I go through my own insecurities of motherhood. When I feel alone in my worries and troubles and it all seems so complex, I hope these words are a reminder from a simpler time.
To those who are grieving the loss of a mother or child or feel the ache of longing for a child on Mother's Day, I am praying for you that you would have the courage to face another day and rest in the arms of a loving Father. I know these times of celebration can often feel complicated and submerged in grief for many. You are not alone. You are loved.