Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
Usually this is read at a wedding. But I know very few married couples that truly live out this kind of love until they have been married for several years. It is something you aspire to. But, Molly's dance teacher sent this out as the verse of the week in honor of Mother's Day. I realized as I read her blog post that it describes a Mother's love very well. Motherhood has done many things to me. Some of them are truly unpleasant and not fit for polite conversation. But once I get past those, the physical changes and the exhaustion, I am amazed at how it has increased my capacity to love. It has made me more patient, kinder, less envious, less boastful and less proud, unless I am taking about my kids. Motherhood has made me a better me.
When I was a daughter I thought Mother's Day would become all about me when I became a mother. I should get to do what I want, when I want, for how long that I want. I thought Mother's Day would be a break from being a mom for one day of each year. But now I that I am a mom, I just want someone, well three little someones specifically, to have one day with a few extra hugs and homemade cards that talk about how special I am. Then I want to go back to being "just a Mom." Today I got to do just that. I received my homemade cards and gifts. I got hugs and thank yous. Then I spent 4 hours on a lacrosse field cheering my oldest onto two victories. I got to see him play his best games of lacrosse. I got to see him score his first goal ever. I got to see him succeed at something he loves. I got to come home and have my husband make me dinner while getting a few more hugs and talking to the first Mom I ever knew (she got some hugs and special cards too). It was the perfect mother's day.
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