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Motherhood is also something proving to be far more challenging than I could have ever imagined. And far more rewarding, of course.
Yet the most surprising thing is the way in which it is difficult.
Yes, you're sleep deprived.
Yes, you're covered in bodily fluids and more.
Yes, it's physically and emotionally exhausting.
But the most paramount of surprises in regards to motherhood is this: Motherhood sheds such stark light upon my own faults. Shortcomings. Selfishness.
History has proven that on many a night spent rocking a sick baby a battle has raged deep within me.
I'm tired. I just wish she would sleep so I could sleep. I'm so sick of puke and poo and laundry.
But not this night.
This night, I hold his fevered body against mine and listen to the ragged breathing.
I stroke his soft hair, noting how the silkiness of a babe is gone and the thickness of a wee boy has come. His head nestles under my chin and my breathing falls in time with his. His breathing, so shallow and strained. Heat radiates as I rub his small back up and down, up and down, up and down.
No, this night there is no pleading with the Almighty for the sweet release of sleep.
No counting the minutes until my head finds the pillow.
This night, I cherish.
My heart full nigh to bursting with the gratitude of being in this place; being his mother.
Full of awe and wonder that so precious a thing could be entrusted to me.
Overflowing with love and compassion for the little man splayed across my chest; and for his precious sisters sprawled, limbs akimbo in their beds.
This night it is not hard.
This night the veil of self that so often blinds and distorts Truth is pulled aside and the glory and wonder that is this calling of Motherhood stands bright and stark and clear.
And this night, I embrace it with thanks to God for His good and gracious gift.
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Jennifer is your typical American wife and mother living life, raising
kids, and working, only she’s doing it in Ireland. She has been married
to the love of her life, Seth, for 12 years and is extremely blessed to
be mom to two delightful girls, and one hilarious little boy. Jennifer
passionately loves the Lord, her family, music, dance, writing and
chocolate - but not always in that order. She writes at This Gal’s Journey. You can also find her on Twitter and Facebook.

Such a good reminder.
ReplyDeleteThanks. One I wish I kept in my mind/heart more readily!
ReplyDeleteI think my childhood friends are just as surprised that I have 5 boys as I am - I didn't dream of being a mom - I dreamed of writing. I loved reading of far away places. I wanted to fall in love with the man God made for me - but dreaming of being a mom? Never entered my mind - LOL - yet - it is through this mommyhood role that I have become more than I ever imagined and loved bigger than I thought possible! Hope your family is in good health now:)
ReplyDeleteHa! Yes I hear ya! I always planned/imagine myself with two kids: a boy and a girl. Now I have three kiddos, 2 girls and a boy. ;) We are not 100% healthy yet, but we're getting there, thanks!
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