Being a mother is a full time job. Actually it’s a 24/7 job. From the moment we open our eyes till the minute we fall asleep in one way or another we focus on our children. Even during the night. Have you realized that your sleep is not as deep as it used to be before you had children?

The interesting thing is that although it can be exhausting at times, we don’t really look at being a mother as a job in that sense. That’s because the things we do we do out of love. It’s natural, it’s normal, it’s who we are, who we want to be.

Our reward is not the paycheck at the end of the month. It’s not a promotion and it’s not an award. It’s a hug, a smile, a kiss. It’s seeing the sparkle in our children’s eyes. It’s seeing them happy, hearing them giggle. It’s their “mommy, I love you” or “you are the best mom ever”.

I often hear and sometimes say it myself: You give up a lot when you become a mother. But is it really a sacrifice? Not at all. While you give up some aspects of the life you knew you gain so many new ones for the years to come.

I think it was Steve Jobs who once said that old things have to leave in order to make room for new things (or something down that line). I guess you can apply that to phases of your life as well. This old you will have to make room for your new you. In order for you to grow. And clearly, as a parent we grow massively. The responsibility we have suddenly, the love we feel and give, the fears, sorrows and happiness we will encounter shape us.

Being a mom is tough at times. So is being a dad. We make mistakes. We don’t know the answer to everything. We wing it more often than we want to admit. It’s learning by doing without a manual that truly helps.

But when your kids tell you that you are the best mom ever, because you are always there for them it makes up for everything. When they tell you that they love you because you always look after them, because you give the best hugs and because you make them feel loved and understood, you know that you are on the right track. When your children look at you and you instantly know that this is what love is all about, you have clearly hit the jackpot.

We often refer to ourselves as being “just a mom”. But being “just a mom” is so much more than being anything else. And it’s sure something we all can be proud of.

Happy Mother’s Day πŸ™‚


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  2. I had thought motherhood went on inactive status once children were grown. No true. I feel as responsible now as I ever did. My children still need me sometimes, and there are the grandchildren. Not only that, I feel responsible for other children who need mothering now, even if only five minutes or an hour.

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  3. “And clearly, as a parent we grow massively. The responsibility we have suddenly, the love we feel and give, the fears, sorrows and happiness we will encounter shape us.” Just had a conversation with my older daughter which made me feel there may also be a time when as a parent we might have to shrink just a little, so our child can grow. When the conversation ended we both admitted that neither of us really knows how to talk to the other anymore. That may be only a temporary condition, possibly limited to dealing with children who are young adults finding their way in life. It may grow again after they have found their own place and/or their own happiness. I’m pretty sure it comes back automatically with grandchildren, though.

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    • I think that’s right. We need to give them space. Imagine a tree that grows! I’m sure you will find your way of talking to each other again. It will have to be a new way. After all she is no longer a child and you are no longer the mother of a little girl but of a grown woman. 😘

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