31 Days to Embracing Motherhood · motherhood

31 Days of Embracing Motherhood

So today when I found out about The Nester’s 31 Days project, I knew I had to get on board.  I love to write.  I love a plan.  I scribble notes and blog ideas and story outlines and bits of bad poetry on post-its, in my agenda, throughout spiral notebooks, on backs of napkins…but I rarely make any (much less all) of those ideas happen.

Which is why I need accountability.

So I’m linking up (hopefully not too late) with the 31 Days plan to write about one topic every day for thirty-one days.

I got started this morning without even realizing it.

I also attempted to make a buttony-thingy, but I think it needs some work.

31 Days of Embracing Motherhood

All of it.  Even when I don’t want to.  Even when I want to escape into someone else’s words.  Even when I’m tired.  Even when I think I have nothing profound or funny or inspiring or interesting to say.  I’ve been a long time coming to this, to settling into the idea that being a mom doesn’t mean I’ll know every answer, doesn’t mean I’ll love being with my kids all the time, doesn’t mean I’ll be able to fix every problem.

Being a mom does mean I’ll come face-to-face with my own imperfections, my own shortcoming, my own pride and I’ll lock myself in the bathroom and cry.

It means I’ll wonder every day if I’m doing anything right and I’ll pray every night that God will fix all my mistakes, so that no matter what, my kids will know I love them.

Being a mother is a journey, a marathon, a quest.  Join me for 31 days?

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One thought on “31 Days of Embracing Motherhood

  1. I'll join you. My baby girl is now 23 and I'm still in that dance of loving and letting go and hoping I loved her enough and didn't set her out into the world with baggage from our relationship that she has to work through.

    I love her a lot. I wasn't the perfect mom, but I loved her an awful lot. I cried outside of Target and my wise sister called it right: we have high expectations and neither mom or daughter are going to sail to the heights of perfect relationship. So when we're not enough—or at least we wonder if we might be because we want to be, there's always hope and this moment to reach out and love one more moment into their lives.

    Love your button—it caught my eye out of the 1,100 buttons on the nester's page.

    Like

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