Finding Strength in Motherhood

Has motherhood changed you? It know it has changed me. I mean, sure, at my core, I am the same person I have always been—a Brooklyn girl with a big heart and a sassy attitude (only when necessary). But motherhood has changed my priorities, my plans, my expectations and how I see the world. Most importantly, though, it has changed how I see myself.

Before I had my first child, I thought I was a pretty strong woman. I had a career, two degrees, and most of my ducks in a row. I was doing my thing! But then my son came along, and a bit of doubt settled in. I started to wonder if I was as strong as I thought I was. The sleepless nights were a bit much, and I felt like I was in a constant state of worry. I just wanted him to be okay every moment of everyday.

But as the days, weeks, and months passed, I started to fall into a flow. I started to realize that having him in my life was making me stronger. As a matter of fact, being a mom was starting to make me feel like I had superhero strength because only a superhero could function (relatively) well all day after just two hours of sleep, right?


When my second child came along, I started to feel even stronger. Despite my fears, I told myself, You’ve got this! Having two kids gave me even more reason to succeed and push through the tough days. Together, my kids make me feel like I can take on the world and win.

I make mistakes every day. I know that as moms, we all do. But in motherhood, I realize that the mistakes make us stronger. The mistakes make us realize that even when some of our fears come to pass, we remain standing. Motherhood has made me realize that although it may be incredibly tough, I can do anything I put my mind to.

Children have this way of showing us what our limits truly are. When we have sick kids, have only slept for 2 hours, and have a to-do list that won’t end, we somehow seem to do our best. And although our best may be far from perfect, we are able to nurse our kids back to health, get a bit of rest, and tackle the to-do list (bit by bit).

A few days ago, I completed a half marathon. Just days before the race, my kids had a stomach virus. And, of course, they were kind enough to give it to me. Needless to say, I didn’t know if I would make it to the start line, let alone cross the finish line. My courage to do this race, and my ability to complete it, is something I attribute to being a mom. Doing all that I do for my children and family has truly shown me what I am made of.

So even on my weakest days, I stand firm in the fact that these little munchkins have proven to me that I am one strong mama. We all are.

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