It was a decade ago that I experienced the gift that is growth-through-motherhood for the very first time. At the time, I was a career-driven twenty-something, enthusiastic about everything new under the sun. Except motherhood. While our son was planned, I deeply resisted this vocational switch. I love working. I loved working. I couldn’t imagine raising him myself, and I soothed every fear with a plan that included oodles of hours with a nanny… until I realized that a nanny wasn’t in the budget.
I prayed that family or friends would want the job of raising our child. But alas, that wasn’t the case.
Apparently moms raise babies.
And thus this series was birthed – perhaps when he was birthed. A series dedicated to how we grow through bonding with our kids.
Friend, your babies will inspire you. They will tire you. They will encourage you. They will enrage you and engage you and make you laugh until your sides hurt and cry until you’re sure there isn’t a single tear left. And they will tear you apart into pieces that can never be stitched back together again.
(Don’t tell anyone I told you this, but you don’t want the old you to be stitched back together again. You want the new you. I promise a million times over you want her! Even if the “her” you are today isn’t the one you imagined you would be. I pinky swear.)
I’m here to tell you it’s all a gift. The highs and the lows and the joy and the grief. I have mothered both a medically fragile child and a special needs child at this point in my journey. The growth here has been incredible. It’s the kind of growth that people pay for in a Tony Robbins coaching weekend (except instead of paying $10k you’re down a couple thou- or more).
Without my Mild or Wild babies, I would not nearly know the grace or the mercy or the Truth of my Father’s love. I have always loved big. And I truly never loved this big before having them. Friend, if you are new to motherhood I am praying for you. And if you have been here for a while and haven’t noticed, accepted, and fallen for this new version of you, I am praying for you too. Every gray hair is worth it. Every saggy spot ultimately something to treasure – if you so choose.
As I wrap up this post today, I’m already dreaming up the next few coming along. I have all the thoughts and ideas and tips on bonding racing through my head pretty much all day every day. Growth here – in motherhood – is something I’m wholly passionate about. But not because it came easily. I’m passionate because I almost missed out.
You don’t have to miss out.
Stay here with me.
Let’s grow – in motherhood, and parenting – together.