We Are Mothers

We are the women with heavy eyelids, hectic homes, and full hearts.

We are mothers.

When our little one forgot his favorite blanket in the car this morning, we left work to take it to him. We wiped butts, played chauffeur, cooked dinner, cleaned messes, gave baths, read books, and chased away monsters. Not once today did anyone say, Thank you.

We are unacknowledged, but we will wake up and do it all again tomorrow.

We are mothers.

Dinnertime tonight was a disaster. Our big kids complained about everything, fought with each other, and didn’t want to eat what we made for them. Our toddlers screamed and threw food across the floor because they didn’t get a nap. In all of the chaos, we yelled at our kids. Then retreated to the bathroom and cried because we lost our temper with them, again.

We are frustrated, but we always forgive and are always forgiven.

We are mothers.

Today, we are so incredibly tired. It takes everything we have to put one foot in front of the other until our kids finally go to sleep. Our minds won’t stop replaying the endless list of chores we need to finish – clean up dinner, empty the dishwasher, switch out laundry because no one has any clean clothes. There is so much weighing on us tonight. Despite all of this, we just spent the last half-hour lying at the end of our child’s bed with our eyes closed, while they sang themselves to sleep, because they were scared and needed us.

We are overwhelmed, but we will always find time for our children.

We are mothers.

Long after everyone else, we finally make it to bed. Our bodies are drained, but our minds are still racing. Sleep escapes us, once again, because we are worried. Worried that we yell too much. Worried that we are too hard on our kids. That we are not hard enough on our kids. That we are not making the right decisions.

We are insecure, but our kids know we love them, so we are doing something right.

We are mothers.

When we discovered we were expecting a child, we knew things were about to drastically change. Caring for a baby would be difficult. We wondered how we would manage to fit a child into our lives. What we didn’t grasp was that being a mother would become our lives. That it would consume us.

Some days we wake up wondering if this madness will ever end because we don’t think we can endure another day. Other times, we stare intently at our children with longing hearts, hold their tiny faces in our hands, and beg them, Please stay here in this moment with me forever. But we know they won’t.

Our precious infants learn to crawl, walk, and talk too quickly. They challenge us through the terrible twos and threes. We fall in love with the inquisitive preschooler, always asking questions and saying too much at the wrong time. Our grade-school kids keep us busy with homework and practice, but we are so proud of the amazing little people they have become.

As tweens, we see the beginnings of the distance. Our children slowly creep away from us, and our hearts break, just a little. They transform into teenagers who assert their independence and suddenly know the answers to every question in life. Then they come back to us, as young adults who realize they never really had the answers after all. They marry, have children of their own, and we become grandmothers.

Through it all, we will be there. Motherhood has no finish line.

The days we endure with our children now, as insignificant as they seem, are the building blocks of their lives. Today’s struggles become tomorrow’s memories.

Even when we are gone, our sons and daughters will long for us, just as we will long for our mothers. Our children will cling tightly to every memory they have of us. They will find comfort in looking at their hands and knowing, These are my mother’s hands.

We will always be our child’s safest place.

We are mothers.


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308 thoughts on “We Are Mothers

  1. I love seeing this I just started blogging and mainly my topics as a mom are the you aren’t alone topics but its nice to see other moms just say that yes we are moms and that no matter how hard the day may be we keep going so we can be what they need. Its something I think every mom needs to hear.

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  2. OMG! ❤️ so beautifully written! I even shared it with my sisters who are both mothers 😊 NO ONE knows what a mother goes through day by day. I’m an over worrier. I drive 20 minutes for daycare because I can see my toddler through my phone while he’s there with a video app. Because of that feature and the drive I get about 4 1/2 hours of sleep 😳 to get to work on time. But I’ll do it everyday just to know that my Chunka is safe. God Bless you and yours! Today and always ❤️

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  3. Your story brought back many memories I hold dearly in my heart of the times I was bringing up my two children. Once they had grown and moved onto living their own lives, it had occured to me as a mother that those years when they were in my greatest care, those so many years were the hardest years in my life, but the most important, the most significant and I treasure those memories with the hope that my daughter will carry them forward with her and with her children to be. Sadly my son was killed at the age of 25 in a single vehicle car crash – he is dearly missed and all I have of him now are my memories – thank you son. So you are right about motherhood, it’s a time when we don’t always get it right but if they love you and return to say ‘how are you mum’ it’s the best feeling in the world…sincerely Karen

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  4. I LOVED this!! You portrayed the days of EVERY single mother I know including myself in such a frank yet beautiful way! I shared this with all the mommies in my life.

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  5. Reblogged this on Olu Omolale and commented:
    The first woman and love in a Man’s life is his Mother. This post speaks the untold inner reflections in every mother’s mind. I place an inestimable value on mine and today being her birthday, kindly peruse through and place a value on yours..

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  6. From a man’s, and dad’s perspective, mothers have a special place and are to be honored. What a great responsibility to help shape young lives into adulthood. I think being a mother is probably the greatest calling in life. I reflect back on my own mother who now has her rewards in Heaven. I think of the times over the years and the sacrifices she made, including when we didn’t have enough food to go around to all four of us (I was the youngest) she just happened to not be hungry. Of course I realize today she was hungry but gave sacrificially to her children. A mother’s love is unsurpassed and I personally express my thanks to each of you. THANK YOU! As a side note, I just started my blog about life experiences, travel and a mother’s influence to their children for sports. I’ll soon post my personal account of my mother coming home from working hard during the day and still taking time to walk to see our baseball practices and games. I would like to soon gather personal stories of mothers and how they were/are involved in encouraging their children in sports. rontittle.wordpress.com

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  7. Beautiful words. I’m a mother of a 7 and 8 year old but only have half of my memories of their young lives due to illness. Since my recovery I have learned to cherish every day with them and give them better memories than I have in the past. Being a mother is hard and, even with my illness, I wouldn’t trade it for anything!

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  8. Reblogged this on yonca92 and commented:
    it is an amazing post and so true… it made me think of my own mother and how much she actually does for me, did for me in the past and will do for me in the future… something I am sure about. It is very inspiring, thank you for sharing!

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  9. Thank you for your inspiring post. I really think it is amazing and so true…. it made me think of my own mother and how much she cares for me, she cared for me in the past and also will care for me in the future.. no matter what happens… Something I am certain about.

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  10. I am a stay-at-home mother of 4, 2 of which have special needs. Reading your post brought a tear to my eye. Everyday I do the best that I can, yet everyday I dought my abilities and wonder if I am doing things right. After reading this, I can take a little comfort in knowing that I am not alone in this. You did a wonderful job of depicting what goes through a loving (yet worried) mother’s mind. Thank you!

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