The Dance of Motherhood

​This is the beautiful, messy, life-giving, energy-draining dance of motherhood. A delicate spin between joy and sorrow, laughter and tears, and clinging to and letting go that makes up our days and our nights. We vacillate between the when-will-she-evers and the it-seems-like-only-yesterdays.

We are told to “cherish these moments” when we don’t feel like it; we are warned not to blink when all we want is a nap. We know it is ending and it aches but we also anticipate the excitement of all the firsts fully understanding that one day all those first will be lasts.
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Motherhood is not to be trifled with.

It is a beast of challenge and change that leaves no one unshattered in its wake. We are all changed by it and hurt by it. But we would do it again in a heartbeat and take all the sorrow and joy that comes with it all over again.
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And all the while we fear we aren’t doing it right – that surely we have absolutely and irreparably damaged our children. We wonder if it’s all been a mistake, this beautiful, messy, life-giving, energy-draining dance, and that perhaps we weren’t meant for this. And then they snuggle in and whisper “I love you, mama” or call you “just because” and we remember that all this isn’t about us anyway.

​​Nope, not even a little bit. It’s about God who made Heaven and Earth who also declared it good that you be a Mama. And so, we gladly take another spin in the dizzying, heart-wrenching, beautiful, messy, life-giving, energy-draining dance of Motherhood because the Fearful and Wonderful God used His fearful and wonderful hands to make us and then to make them. And we know without a shadow of a doubt that He isn’t in the business of making mistakes.