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Mother to Mother

  • SPL
  • May 12, 2015
  • 2 min read

Motherhood is a unique experience in the life of a woman. This may not sound like anything new to anyone reading the post. But, I'm not trying to discover America. I'm just trying to put in words the feelings, and emotions that are attached to caring for another human being. Motherhood, in my very personal experience, has been a self-discovery journey. I have had to find my own self, as a woman first, to be able to better attend to the physical, emotional and just human needs of my son. I was faced with the reality that I lacked a lot of self-control and the ability to sooth my own fears and anxieties. How in the world can I ask a little person to handle, in a mature way, all the volcano of emotions he is carrying inside when I was having trouble handling my own?

My self-discovery journey has not been easy in many parts of the road. I have cried many times, for many different reasons: happiness, pain, and in several occasions, because of guilt. Now, I understand motherhood is a very personal experience. My circumstances, my skills and my emotions are just mine...unique. I'm not trying to write a recipe book, and for people to follow any type of instructions.

I value all the caring that my mother did for me in my early years. I value her support and words of encouragement when I'm feeling down. I value the fact that I can recognize her as a human being, first, and then, as a mother. I value the fact that she can tell me she is still afraid of many things, that she is not perfect, and that she is lacking some soothing skills herself. Nobody is perfect. And that, I think, is the beauty of motherhood, that we need to validate the fact that we are not perfect, and like everyone else, we are entitled to make mistakes.

the love between a mother and her son

 
 
 

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