An Open Letter to All Moms

To the Mom working two jobs to make ends meet, stressed about where your next meal might come from, worried over how you’re going to make this Christmas, birthday, or holiday special for your children…..

To the Mom who’s struggling to maintain composure as your child pitches a fit over shoelaces. You’re biting your lip to keep from shouting back, willing yourself into some semblance of composed maturity…

To the Mom who wants nothing more than success for their child…

To the Mom that’s stuck in an abusive relationship and can’t seem to find a way out. You’re doing your best to keep the bad from you child’s life by hiding the hurt and emotional turmoil…

To the Mom in a loving relationship, and those with wonderful support systems…

To the Mom that’s teaching their child patience through delayed gratification and only getting attitude in return…

To the Mom that’s been watching the same episode of Mickey Mouse for the last two hours…

To the Mom whose anxiety has made it difficult to do even the most mundane tasks like laundry or showering. Maybe your house feels like it’s one giant mess and the thought of trying to tackle it all at once is just so overwhelming that it’s easier to not do it at all…

To the Mom who has yet to experience the joy that is pregnancy and childbirth…

To the Mom who is unable to experience the joy that is pregnancy and childbirth. Yes you’re still a mother because of the love you hold in your heart and soul for a baby that will never be…

To the Mom who spilled her coffee on her blouse as she was rushing kids out the door 15 minutes late, and then you remembered you left your laptop on the counter as you pulled up to the office…

To the Mom who took on a role that was never hers to begin with. You’ve picked up the slack where another couldn’t or wouldn’t. Maybe you’ve enhanced what is already given by a birth mother and you get to spoil and love another’s child like your own…

To the Mom who is agonizing over the loss of a baby, toddler, pre-teen, teenager, or grown child…

To the Mom that’s reminiscing over the days that have passed in an instant. One minute they were fresh as the morning snow, and the next they’re having babies of their own…

To the Mom that’s contemplating adoption, or maybe you already HAVE adopted…

 

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“In some instances I was, OR am, you. I see you Momma.”

… I see you. I see all of you. In some instances I was, OR am, you. I see you Momma. And you are doing amazing. You are ENOUGH. You are superwoman embodied in a living breathing soul.  There’s nothing you wouldn’t do or give for your children. The love you have for them has ‘filled their cup’ each day. You are a great Mother who is doing the very best she can.

You have sacrificed your warm dinner to make sure little bellies were filled first. You haven’t bathed in three days because it’s the last thing on your mind in a house full of sick kids. You have wiped more snotty noses and tears than you can even remember. You have held them close when their fragile worlds were falling apart. You have worn the same ten pairs of underwear, the same shoes with the hole in the sole, the same ratty t-shirts, put back all the items in your cart that were for yourself, just so that your child could have a new outfit whenever you had the opportunity to buy it.

You have made a sacrifice every day, in ways you would have never even considered before you had kids. You cry yourself to sleep at night worried over your children’s futures. You hold in the anxiety you feel as they take their first steps out into and unforgiving world, just so that they won’t be jaded by your own learned life lessons. You guide them, walk beside them, and amble behind them as they make their way in life. You have, and always will be, their safety net. You are HOME, wherever you are.

Don’t fret over the things you didn’t do, or the things you promised but never had the chance to fulfill. Kids will remember you for the love you brought into their lives – not for the gifts you bought. They will remember your smell, the sound of your voice, the quiet giggle you had when something made you laugh unexpectedly. They will remember the sparkle in your eyes when you watched them excel at anything (it didn’t even matter what is was). They will remember the long hugs they got when things were too overwhelming to bear alone.

Children can be so much more understanding and compassionate than we give them credit for. They will remember how you held your head up high even when you faced adversity at every turn. They will remember how hard you worked to keep a roof over their heads. They will remember the long talks at night when they had no one else to turn to.

Mothers come in every shape and form. Mothers who have struggled to experience childbirth, Mothers with one, two, or ten children. You are all special… and I see you. You are not alone.

“You are all special… and I see you. You are not alone.”

Stay strong. No matter where you are in your life RIGHT NOW, know that you are enough.

Much love,

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