Sunday, May 13, 2012


Raggedy sneakers tracking in school playground sand on a daily basis, cleaning countless toothpaste spots off the bathroom mirror every couple of days, wiping up spilled drinks at the dinner table and untangling the knots in her necklace each time she wants to wear it. Holding your breath while transporting the smelly shin guards and soccer cleats, buying new ballet tights when the holes get too noticeable, and trying not to brag too much to others of the incredible accomplishments of your child. This is motherhood.
Writing secret love notes on napkins in their lunch boxes, spending half an hour trying to get rid of the stain on their favorite shirt, and changing all the daily plans after receiving a call from the school nurse. Volunteering in the classroom just so you can inconspicuously get to know your child's friends and acquaintances, sending money for fieldtrips and teacher gifts, and secretly hoping that they are never too embarrassed having you around their school so much. This is motherhood.
Knowing how to silence an IV alarm and restart it once you have successfully fixed any occlusion, sitting in uncomfortable blue chairs all day long just so you can be beside your child, becoming accustomed to the sounds of bubbles from the humidified oxygen, beeping from various alarms and interruption for vitals throughout the many hours of the day, and staying awake most of the night due to worry, adrenaline, and intense heartache. Watching movies, snuggled tightly together in a hospital bed, feeling the warmth of a courageous little boy's skinny arms wrapped tightly around your neck while he proclaimed his love for you, and praying countless times that God will protect this child. This is motherhood.
Downloading Kidz Bop songs on your phone, enduring terrible Alvin and the Chipmunks movies as soon as they come out in the theater, and reading "Bark George" for the 200th time. Scheduling playdates in many of the free spaces on your calendar, coming up with creative ways of teaching siblings how to love and honor one another and enjoy the other's company, and having heart-wrenching emotional conversations about life and death. This is motherhood.
Special trips to Justice for incredible report card grades, knowing the names and super hero actions of all the Avengers on the Super Hero Squad, and allowing cute and hideous posters to be taped to bedroom walls. Letting them win every once in a while on their various board games, listening to their dreams and aspirations of what they want to be when they grow up, and trying to teach them daily about acceptance, perseverance, good manners, and understanding how to perceive and act in certain social situations. This is motherhood.
To mimic the P&G commercial, motherhood is the best and hardest job in the world. While we keep our children under our immediate care for only about 1/4 of our life, it is something that changes us completely and prepares and affects them for their lives in ways that we honestly can not imagine. I want to always remember these years...the good and the bad. The easy and the hard. The most rewarding aspects and the heartbreaking ones. Like I have told so many new mothers sounds like such a cliche', but it goes by so fast. You will always be a mother to your children, but you only have these few years in their childhood to make the most difference in their lives. Experience it with them...and enjoy every aspect of it.

This is motherhood.


Anonymous said...

Your words spoke to me Amber and they brought tears to my eyes. We get so caught up in the everydays that we forget to just stop and take it in and enjoy our precious children. Thank you for your sweet words about mothering. Take care & God Bless!

aprilnoshoes on May 17, 2012 at 9:45 AM said...

I cry EVERYTIME I read one of your posts :) you write as beautifully as you capture moments in photographs ! Your children are so lucky to have you! But, who are you trying to kid? There are NO empty spots on your calendar for play dates! Hahaha :)

Jessica on July 9, 2012 at 7:59 PM said...

Beautiful post!! I am amazed at how grown-up your children look these days :)

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