Each day, my children teach me many things. They teach me what it means to love unconditionally. After I watch them argue with one another, I then see them 'make up' and I remember to forgive and forget. They teach me patience, or at least, they expose my weaknesses and remind me to work on improving myself. Because of them, I have learnt more about myself, and found a very clear purpose - To love.
Along my motherhood journey, I have often thought about other mothers, and learnt great things from them;
A friend who sits at her little boy's side, day in, and day out. The same friend who hasn't been home since before Christmas last year, because she has been in the NICU ward. A mother, who is so strong, so brave, so dedicated to her child. A mother who knows a loss that no mother should know. A mother who smiles, and cares, and asks about others, even though her burdens are so great.
A nan, who had five boys and who loved all of her ten grandchildren and thirteen great-grand children with such a fierce love. A hard working mother, and house wife, and dress maker. A beautiful spirit and soul; one I remember daily, and miss with all of my heart.
My own beautiful mother, who loved us, and still loves us, so dearly, so tenderly...with so much selflessness and consideration. My only memories of my mother, from my childhood, are filled with fun, adventure and love. My mum was a fun mum. She made time for us and I know she loved being our mum.
So I am learning, and I will continue to do so for the rest of my life. Being a mother isn't easy, but I will strive to be a patient, dedicated, loving mother for my children; and I hope they will always
know that I
love being their mum.
