I think all women are amazing, but today I’m confessing how utterly gorgeous I think moms are. Moms are stunning! That’s basically it in a nutshell 😉
There’s several reasons why I’m asserting this; but this post was specifically inspired over the weekend when I escaped my funhouse to get a gel manicure at my local nail salon (yes!). Semi is my go-to gal there. I’ve grown to know her and the other girls a lot over the last four years, but this time Semi told me a story about how her son (now in his 20’s) used to fall asleep on her chest every night when he was a baby and a toddler. I couldn’t help but pause and look at her majestically. I found myself admiring how there was such an important part of this woman that no one will ever really know. Her child(ren) surely won’t remember that stage in life; her spouse may not ever even fully understand. I thought about how many nights she probably stayed up to rock her son to sleep, nurse him, or soothe his discomfort. ‘How she committed herself and offered her body (quite literally) to mother that sweet baby without any expectation of anything in return (she has two other kids by the way). Then I thought about how she woke up the next day, went to work, and spent a chunk of her day the same as everyone else.
I feel like women are already expected to be a lot (maybe another post for another day); I’ll take it a step further and argue that these expectations expand and magnify when you become a mother. Suddenly you’re expected to be everything you were before, with the (hardly trivial) motherhood component added. Here’s where I’ll be shamelessly honest with you: I was never aware of these expectations until I became a mom. It wasn’t until I just couldn’t keep up with the (previous) expectations of myself, my boss, etc., that I felt the weight of not being able to be more. Becoming a mom was the catalyst for me; and I think it is for a lot of women. There’s only so many things that you can do in so many hours in a day, something has to give. Most mothers have had to contend with this fact, so they’ve taken time to be thoughtful and deliberate about how they want to live their life, and they’ve considered who will be affected by that decision. That pragmatism is sexy!!
Have you ever seen a mother just lose herself in the tiny arms of her child(ren)? The way she completely surrenders herself to be whatever it is they need her to be in that moment? What could possibly be more beautiful than that?!
It’s the raw moments that I think make mothers so beautiful. It’s the moments that no one will ever see (or remember in the case of her children) her doing. It’s the fact that she works so hard when no one is around to acknowledge how hard she’s working. It’s nursing sessions in the middle of the night while everyone else sleeps. It’s pumping at work so that her baby could feast from her milk. It’s making bottles in the kitchen at 3am because her baby is hungry. It’s the hours spent rocking or holding her sick child(ren). It’s putting her child’s needs before her own. It’s opening her home to a child that is not hers, so that she may devote herself to love and care for that child. It’s the humbling moments she experiences in her own time. It’s her growing relationship with herself, her body, and her family.
It’s her laughter when she laughs at her parenting mistakes. It’s her cries because she cares so much. It’s the days that are total disasters; I mean epic epic disasters. It’s that added sense of humor that comes with being a parent. It’s the acceptance that she’s doing the best she can, and that’s enough. She’s certainly enough.
It’s intimacy with her spouse in one moment, and then rushing to the cries of her child in the next. It’s waking and going to work or school in the morning. It’s all of the hats she wears. It’s the way she loves and the magnitude of that love. It’s how much she is loved in return. It’s how only her arms, her words, and/or her voice can soothe her child(ren). It’s her child(ren) running towards her when she gets home. She’s beautiful!
She just goes; and when she doesn’t think she has any more to give, she somehow manages to pull out more. She’s just amazing. Moms are just amazing.
I left after my gel manicure that day tipping my hat towards all the other moms besides Semi that were out there in their other roles. I thought for a moment about the level of respect and admiration I have for these women everywhere; something I may have never fully manifested had I not traveled down the road of raising a child myself. Then I tipped my hat to all the moms everywhere, no matter what they were doing. Well played, moms. You’re doing one hell of a job, and you’re beautiful on an entirely new level 🙂