Tell me about motherhood

Motherhood has been wild. I write this as a person with a singular experience thus far while my very present husband is currently upstairs making our son laugh hysterically while he changes him out of a drool-soaked onesie and into clean clothes.  The simplicity of this is a luxury that we are lucky to have. 

And yet the questions always come creeping: Is it hard? What is it like so far? 

The way I think about it is... my son is a human that needs us to listen to the things he already knows and teach him the things he doesn't.  So you're tired and frustrated and figuring it out and it's hard, etc, but I think when you realize that he's tired and frustrated and having a hard time, it's a wash. And you constantly remember how cool it is that you were able to do this miraculous thing. And now you have a person that, by default, thinks you're the greatest in the world and that's an honor.  And then you spend your days trying to earn that.  And he will pick up on your energy. 

Who you are doesn't change in the way you expect; You become amplified by your child's presence. 

In becoming a mother, I have gained an empathy for my parents that I couldn't possibly fathom in the era of "before". I have an opportunity and responsibility to create a living legacy of the things I want to carry forth from their paternity, through my maternity, unto my child.  

Myself, unapologetically and gently, amplified in all ways for always here on out.