The limitations of motherhood

Whilst sipping on our drinks purchased after yesterday’s school band concert at another school, the Tween and I were discussing different things.
I remember saying to her “Some days it is the hardest thing in the world to be a mother”. She replied “Well why did you do it”?
I believe my answer was “Because I wanted you all”. (I then went on and said some other things but for the purposes of this story, that one line is the most important).
I guess I didn’t realise when I pictured myself holding a tiny baby in my arms and showering it with kisses that babies grow up and that growing up brings a whole new set of issues to deal with. To be honest, I don’t believe any mother thinks much beyond the baby and early childhood years when thinking about having a baby and there certainly aren’t too many books aimed at parents that urge them to think about this either.

Someone put a book on her head!!

Last night I was looking at my Tween (who will become a Teen before very long). She doesn’t like me looking at her. She thinks that when I do something is wrong and she become self conscious so I try to watch her surreptitiously.
As I was gazing at my little girl and remembering the chubby faced cherub with the ready smile she turned toward me and my memories dropped away.

Lines

Lines

Etchings

Carved by time

Drawn by experience

Love

Heartbreak

Motherhood

Caring

Responsibility

Lines that speak

Shout to the world

I am strong

I am wise

I have lived

Remnants of memories

Wondrous lines!

This photo is of my beautiful, strong, caring, compassionate and loving Grandmother who left our lives many years ago.

She will always live in my heart

I Am a Mother

This morning, I am blogging an excerpt from my journal from earlier this year. Yes, these are my children however the photo is from a couple of years ago. I love them with all my heart.