Motherhood doesn’t define who we are, but is woven gradually within us; every fiber full of intention, purpose, and beauty.
Motherhood teaches us the delicate balance between selflessness and self-love.
Motherhood hasn’t changed who we are, but has reminded us who we have the ability to be, and what we have forgotten matters most.
Motherhood hasn’t hindered our friendships, it’s just made us intentional about those we choose to nurture, while reflecting on those that we need to let go.
Motherhood is the fear that you’re failing, even on your best day.
Motherhood is gathering the strength to ask for help.
Motherhood means you are a home base for comfort when it can’t be found anywhere else but in your arms.
Motherhood is sometimes saying no when it hurts the most.
Motherhood is not apologizing for the way you raise your children.
Motherhood is choosing to break the cycle.
Motherhood means rallying for the mom with a toddler screaming in aisle 4 in Target, because you’ve been her.
Motherhood is not one size fits all. Before you place judgement, put on someone else’s cape.
Motherhood was not a community built on shaming your fellow mom.
Motherhood is the beautiful: cold cup of coffee, lego calloused feet, dirty piles of laundry, 3 day-old-dishes, hiding in the closet with a snack, angry at your sleeping spouse, pooping with the door open, missing them when they’re asleep, annoyed when they’re awake, appointments missed, epic meltdowns, days full of missed naps, chicken nuggets for dinner four days this week, heart is overflowing with love kind of mess you just can’t get enough of.
What does Motherhood mean to you? What does it signify?