Pregnancy caused me to to have nausea, acne, bacne, migraines, stretch marks, D boobs painfully swollen to EE only to deflate to floppy B once all was done, Restless Leg Syndrome, sciatica, contact dermatitis, heartburn, insomnia and hemorrhoids.
It also allowed me to feel the swirling, stretching, kicking dance of hope grow inside my womb as each of my children learned the press of my palm and loved the tenor of my voice before greeting anyone else in the world.
Giving birth to my kids gave me the shock of my life and tore my lady parts. Nursing them allowed tiny people to painfully gnaw on my nipples as teethers, changed my diet, made me a sleepless madwoman.
It also gifted me with a boundless, reckless love I’ve never known, a lucky connection to the two most beautiful people who have ever existed.
Becoming a mother changed what I did with my days, how I spent my nights (as in, no more sleeping), my anxiety level, where I lived, what my role in my marriage was, what people I spent my day with (more tiny people, more tired people).
It also bound me to my husband in unspeakable ways that took our marriage to a new level. It caused me to be surrounded by women who fill my life with love, support, laughter, and understanding that nourishes my soul.
Motherhood has changed everything about what my life was. The path I was on, the people I was with, the places I went, how I saw the world.
This is good. Very, very good.
I think it put me back on the path I was supposed to be on. I believe it put better relationships in my life for me to develop within. I know it gave me a much-needed perspective on my own childhood, my own parents.
My Motherhood gives me much, much more than it takes.
My Motherhood rewards me tenfold for every disappointment, fear and wrinkle it has handed out.
My Motherhood is doing what it can to bring me back to the best parts of the me I was pre-marriage, pre-kids, and giving me new best parts for who I am becoming from here.
I hope yours is doing the same for you.