Monday, June 11, 2012


I know motherhood is a sensitive subject, because for some people they so desperately want it but can't have it because of infertility or other reasons, and so any talk of its virtues is like a dagger in the heart to these people. I just wanted to say that I hear you. I'm not trying to be insensitive, I am just writing from my heart. This is where I am, this is my experience, I can't change it, and this is my avenue for learning in this world.

I've been thinking a lot about progressing in motherhood lately, since I am anticipating the birth of my second child. You start thinking again about the difficulties of the newborn stage, the weariness, the nights where you are emotionally spent. Then you begin to imagine your days, wrangling a toddler, wanting so desperately to nap, and trying to keep all of the newborn's needs met all at the same time. Like most women, your mind won't let you stop there. What about the next baby? Does it get exponentially harder with each child you have? It's exhausting just to think about it.

But lately I've been thinking about the point of it all. The point of your life, really. In the grand scheme of things, our goal is to become as selfless as possible. To become as much like Jesus Christ as you possibly can. If the point was to worry about our own selves, to make ourselves as "happy" as we possibly could, well then you probably wouldn't be having any children. There's a lot of "child rearing" that is not "happy" as the world would label it.

But Jesus Christ, as our ultimate example, although he wasn't a mother, he is a perfect "father" so to speak. He perfectly nurtures our spirits. He's never too tired to answer our cries for help. He doesn't get angry when we pour out our Cheerios on the floor over and over and over again. And he doesn't just do this for you, but for all of his children.

I've noticed since I've been a mother I've started to become a little more selfless (not perfect, mind you). When you first give birth, let's face it, it's baptism by fire. One minute you're wondering what kind of sandwich you want and the next minute you are tied to chair 24/7, meeting your baby's every needs. You're lucky if you get a shower or the sandwich. Now with a second child, even less of the time in the day will be mine. But it can be a gift, if we choose it to be.

Kissing the Face of God-- Morgan Weistling

God wants so much for us to be like Him. There's so much true joy in living like Him. So much less complaining, and so much more enjoying what you have. I know when this baby comes I'm still going to resent the nighttime feedings occasionally (probably more than occasionally, I have a lot to learn). But I'm so grateful for the knowledge of how it could be and what I can be. And I'm going to keep working toward that.


  1. Good post. Motherhood had done more to shape me as a person than anything else I have ever done. It has made me more patient, more loving, more compassionate, more happy and more dependent on the Lord. It is a blessing to be a mother.

  2. Thank you for sharing your thoughts! I've been starting to get a little overwhelmed anticipating my own transition to mother of two. This was very uplifting for me.