Mamas, you are enough. Let that sink in for a bit. You. Are. Enough. And you are loved. I know you don’t hear that often enough. I know you don’t feel that often enough. I’m not sure I do. “They” always say that motherhood is a thankless job. On the surface, that’s seemingly true. You know. Unless you teach your child to say “thank you” (which we all try) and they actually, literally do say that at every turn, you aren’t going to be getting enough thanks for the time and effort you put into your child.
But alas, Motherhood is indeed a thank-filled, love-filled job.
With Motherhood, and life at this stage, it’s about the little things, the little triumphs.
Every day that comes and goes without bloodshed, I consider a triumph. Every day that comes and goes without WWIII tantrums, broken bones, or human kid poop in my yard, I consider a triumph. When I successfully feed my kids dinner, and help them get their homework done, it’s a triumph. My days are not filled with gourmet meals, Southern Living-esque family and bedrooms,or pristine kids (try as I might, with my ever-present stain stick). My days are filled with two very dirty, loud, rambunctious boys. Boys who sound like water buffalo, running in my also very dirty house.
Every time they wrap their sweaty arms around me and press their red, sweaty cheeks against mine, and squeeze me in a quick snuggle, I feel their thanks. Their love.
Every time my oldest son tells me that he loves me “to the moon”, I feel his thanks. His love.
Every time I am met with happy grins after playing in the park, I feel their thanks. Their love.
Every time my youngest son burrows his sweet curly head in my neck, I feel his thanks. His love.
Sometimes, it isn’t about the verbal “thank yous”, but more about the ways your children show you their thanks with their uninhibited and genuine emotions.
Happiest Mother’s Day, World’s Okay-est Moms!
“Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.” – Proverbs 31:29