Parenting•2 min read

Being a mother is…

Being a mom means going shopping for yourself, but ending up with only things for your child—and being perfectly happy about it.

Being a mother is…

Being a mom means going shopping for yourself, but ending up with only things for your child—and being perfectly happy about it.

Being a mom is finally having a romantic evening out, but the only—or almost the only—topic of conversation is the kids.

Being a mom is marveling at your child doing the most ordinary things, like eating with a fork for the first time, being able to put on their shoes by themselves, or just sleeping, with that beautiful little face.

Being a mother means that despite the exhaustion, you still find the energy to play with and bring joy to your little ones.

Being a mother means being proud of the people you’ve brought into the world. Watching them play and remembering how lucky you are to have them.

Being a mother is a 24/7 job. That means never taking a day off for the rest of your life. You’ll always be thinking about your child or children. Whether they’re 1 month, 6 years, 17 years, or 52 years old, your children will always be your children. You’ll hope for the best for them. You’ll hope they’re happy, and you’ll do everything you can to help them. It’s very possible that when they’re 24, your “not-so-little-anymore” baby will call you to borrow $60.

Being a mother means being sad. Yes, yes—being sad. When the little boy at daycare scratches your daughter so hard on the neck that she has a big mark. When your child gets hurt. When they’re upset because a friend was mean. Your heart aches; you want to go and give that kid a piece of your mind, but you’re a reasonable adult, so you don’t. When the father promised to pick them up but, for the thousandth time, doesn’t show up. Sometimes, a mom’s role is to comfort her child even when her own heart is in pieces.

But above all, being a mother means loving unconditionally. It means feeling a surge of love when you look at them, missing them the moment you’ve just put them to bed for the night, comforting them, and sharing the most wonderful, carefree laughter in the world with them.

Priscilla