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Monday, 19 March 2018

Motherhood Taught Me.



Motherhood taught me that it is no longer about ‘me’ anymore. It is now all about ‘her’.

Motherhood taught me that getting 8 hours worth of sleep at a stretch overnight is something to be eternally grateful for, because it is now a thing of the past.

Motherhood taught me that in case I failed to notice, ‘worry’ has now replaced my middle name. Even when I am physically far from my little one, I am always thinking….and worrying about her.

Motherhood taught me that there are some things I could never rush because every child grows and develops at his/her own pace. I remember fretting over little things like my little one not teething till 6 months. I feared she’d grow up not having any tooth. Even after my own mother calmly reassured me that it would never happen and asked me if I’ve ever seen an adult without a single tooth from birth.

Mother taught me to accept certain things about myself. Like my slim nature which I passed on to my little one.

Motherhood taught me that there are some days I would feel terribly impatient with my little one but other days, extraordinarily patient.

Motherhood taught me that when little one says “Let’s go”, no matter how tired, famished, sleepy, or busy I might be. I must get UP and GO with her. Simple. Case closed.

Motherhood taught me that I have the ability to be a cook, a cleaner, a nurse, a teacher, scientist, a daddy, a horse and a baby too all at once

Motherhood has taught me to recognize the blessed peace that comes after 8pm, when the little one 
must have slept. Oh the feeling…priceless!

Motherhood has taught me that I can feel pain when little one feels pain. I cried the first time she went to get her shots…the second time….and the third time. You’d think it would get easier with each moment right? No. It doesn’t.

Motherhood has taught me that I have the capacity to stay awake all through the night and still function normally throughout the day.

Motherhood has taught me to love my body with all the imperfections. The stretch marks after all the stripes of a tigress.

Motherhood has taught me how to be happy for no reason…how to smile sheepishly  at the silliest displays and how to nod my head in agreement even when I have no idea of the message being passed across…please who has a degree in baby talk? I need a translator.

Motherhood taught me that being a mother is a process. Most times, I really don’t know what I am doing but things always manage to turn out fine. Yes. You don’t have to have it figured out all the time. Sometimes, you just have to ‘whinge’ it as you go along.

Motherhood taught me that excruciating pain can lead to something amazingly beautiful. I just wish the process didn’t have to be so painful.

Motherhood has taught me that inspiration can come from the most mundane objects or actions; like discovering an old baby blanket at the bottom of an old chest or a dirty plate of cereal, or even a used diaper.

Motherhood has taught me courage in the face of adversity and the boldness to give wings to my dreams.

Motherhood has taught me that no matter how bad things get, they WILL always get better. Tomorrow, the sun will come out, we will get up and we will try again.








"Growing another human is a truly an exciting experience. Doing it over and over again is definitely a super human ability." 

- Pinkette Dawn
Not All Heroes Wear Capes.
By Pinkette Dawn Purple Ink - March 19, 2018
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