My good friend sent me this a few weeks ago. Not sure where she found it and obviously I don't know who wrote it. I haven't posted it before because, well, it makes me cry every time. But it's beautiful and sums up what I hope I will feel in the near future.
I know so many amazing mothers out there (not the least of which is my own) and I don't pretend to think I can do it better than any of them. But I do know that I have wonderful examples to follow and learn from, and I have a heart that is bursting with desire to be more than an average mom.
I know not every day with our baby is going to be a dream come true. I know there are many times I will find myself crying and wishing for a moment of peace. But I hope that in those moments, I can remember what I'm feeling right now and realize that every frustrating second is better than the heartbreak that came before.
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There are women that become mothers without effort, without thought, without patience or loss and though they are good mothers and love their children, I know that I will be better.
I will be better not because of genetics, or money or that I have read more books, but because I have struggled and toiled for this child. I have longed and waited. I have cried and prayed. I have endured and planned over and over again. Like most things in life, the people who truly have appreciation are those who have struggled to attain their dreams.
I will notice everything about my child. I will take time to watch my child sleep, explore and discover. I will marvel at this miracle every day for the rest of my life. I will be happy when I wake in the middle of the night to the sound of my child, knowing that I can comfort, hold and feed him and that I am not waking to take another temperature, pop another pill, take another shot or cry tears of a broken dream. My dream will be crying for me.
I count myself lucky in this sense; that God has given me this insight, this special vision with which I will look upon my child that my friends will not see. Whether I parent a child I actually give birth to or a child that God leads me to, I will not be careless with my love. I will be a better mother for all that I have endured.
I am a better wife, a better aunt, a better daughter, neighbor, friend and sister because I have known pain. I know disillusionment as I have been betrayed by my own body, I have been tried by fire and hell many never face, yet given time, I stood tall. I have prevailed. I have succeeded. I have won.
So now, when others hurt around me, I do not run from their pain in order to save myself discomfort. I see it, mourn it, and join them in theirs. I listen. And even though I cannot make it better, I can make it less lonely. I have learned the immerse power of another hand holding tight to mine, of other eyes that moisten as they learn to accept the harsh truth and when life is beyond hard. I have learned a compassion that only comes with walking in those shoes. I have learned to appreciate life.
Yes I will be a wonderful mother.
-Unknown
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When I become a mother, I will have the two most amazing examples to look to. My own mother, who beat the odds of fighting and struggling as a single mother. And my sister, who endured the pain and heartbreak of having to struggle for something that should have been so easy to come by, and something she wanted more than anything in life. No matter how I come by my child, I will always treasure him or her because I have watched the two most important women in my life endure the most difficult situations a mother should never have to face.
You will be an amazing mother. I think you were born to be a mother because, contrary to your previous post, you are an amazingly thoughtful and loving person. And what greater joy can come from those traits than sharing them with a child? Your child.
I love you. You will one of the two most amazing mothers I will ever know.
I love this post. You will be a fantastic mother.
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