I didn’t always feel this way though. There were years my heart refused to see 20- 20. It was clouded by sticky floors, loud noises, temper tantrums and piles, upon piles, of laundry. I didn’t always find joy in soothing an upset toddler and I certainly didn’t take the time to snuggle or listen. After all, there was really not time. Right? How glad I am to have been so very wrong.
It strikes me that other women might not love motherhood, like I once felt. Oh sure, we all LOVE our children, but loving being a mother is another matter completely. I was pondering on what changed for me? Where did I actually shift from the view of drudgery to utter joy and breathing them in? My change has been gradual and I am still a work in progress, but I can honestly say that I now adore being a mother and find it the greatest experience of my life. I am daily thankful for the privilege to raise my children. I am no expert, just a mother of 6 who has not only stopped her trajectory but reversed it and here’s some of the things that helped me better magnify my role as their mother:
- Joy In Them