Friday, October 23, 2009

What Motherhood Means To Mean


Mama Kat over at Mama's Losin' It, has given another writing prompt. I chose "What Motherhood Means to You"

When I was 19, I was never going to have children. However, on the very OFF chance that I did, I was not going to stay at home, no sir. That would be my husband's job. I would be the bread winner of the family. What? I was 19. Growing up the thought of having children never actually occurred to me. I was too busy climbing trees, roller skating and riding my bike to worry about all that junk. Then I got married. I certainly wasn't planning on that anytime soon either. I was working. Having kids wasn't foremost in my mind. We had friends in our ward that were married couples our age. I think maybe one couple at the time had a baby. Then pretty soon the next couple got pregnant.

For the first time, I felt something I hadn't before. I felt a desire towards having a baby. It may have been the novelty of being pregnant. Let's face it, you get a lot of attention in those nine months. Something happens to people when they see a pregnant woman. It's an amazing process. When I finally decided to jump on the baby band wagon, I had sugary visions of what life would be like. Of course I wouldn't work. That was a given. The baby would be a chubby cherub sent from heaven above. She would coo and a smile. We would go for walks and she would kick her feet happily.

On September 23, 1997 I had the first of many major reality checks. First one was that she was not at all a chubby pink cherub. More like a long, skinny, wrinkly, squawking "baby." And that baby was colicky!

So what does motherhood mean to me? It means everything you think it is. It means joy, walks in the parks, and fun games with happy faces. It also means sorrow, temper tantrums, time of illness and hurt feelings. It means hugs and kisses. It means wiping snotty noses and dirty fannies. It is the toughest job there is. It can be matched by no other. What does motherhood mean to me? It means the world to me. It means the world to me because my children do. And without my children I would not be a mother.

5 comments:

Emmy said...

Great post. And yep, you summed it up really good.. motherhood is everything.

Mamma Christine said...

You nailed it with this one!

mormonhermitmom said...

You said it Sister!

Wow. It looks like we both started our current jobs the same year. :)

Rebecca Talley said...

I love this. I, too, didn't think I was cut out to be a mom. And 10? No way. I hated, hated, hated babysitting and in college decided I couldn't possibly do Elementary Ed. because it was waaaaay too boring being stuck with a bunch of kids all day. Ha. Heavenly Father is still laughing about that I'm sure.

It's impossible to describe motherhood until you experience it, but once you experience it, at least for me, you never want to go back to life without a family.

Carolynn said...

I decided after my first grandchild was born, that the reason we have children is so we can have grandchildren, We still worry, cry when they do and all that...but, we get to spoil, love and when tired, send them home to Mom. I love my kids and my grandkids. It is fun to watch them grow.