Motherhood: Love It Or Leave It?0
Whenever I go see my massage therapist she always asks me the same question, “so, is motherhood what you really thought it would be? Are you loving it or do you secretly sort of hate it?” She gives me a kind of ‘you can tell me’ look and I’m always taken aback. I secretly wonder if she asks me this question because she doesn’t really love motherhood.
Then I wonder what would happen if I admit that I really did hate motherhood and it is nothing that I thought it would be. Does it make me a bad mother or just an honest one? Is it better to be honest and truthful or should we just fake it for the sake of our offspring? Will we indirectly crush their growing spirits if we admit to ourselves that motherhood is not that fun or is the honesty realistic? Amidst all the mess and the chaos it is easy to loose your memory of the really great moments with your children.
The truth for me is, I really do love being a mum and I’m happy that I am able to be the kind of mother that I want to be. Of course I have moments of extreme exasperation and I certainly had many, many of those moments back in the baby days. I’d throw my hands in the air and heave a big sigh but I never wanted to change the fact that I now shared my every moment with a child.
Especially this child and all the sweetness he brings to our family in between those moments of exasperation. Which definitely seem fewer as he gets older and can do more on his own. He brings me much happiness and so I always respond to my massage therapist with the same line, ‘oh yes! I love it. I wouldn’t mind sleeping a bit more but it is better than I thought it would be’.
I like learning about motherhood from this boy and I enjoy figuring out my constantly changing role as his mum. If he let me, I would smother him in kisses all day long but I have had to learn patience from this toddler boy which is something that I happened to lack.
What is your stance on motherhood? Do you relate to my massage therapist and have moments of despair?