Being a mother brings about so many emotions. Some are simple. Some are complex. Here's a few that I feel are noteworthy.
Happiness
When Annie is upset and crying and I finally figure out how to soothe her.
When I'm playing outside with Emery and an impromptu water fight happens.
Love
Snuggling up and cuddling in my chair with Annie. Feeling our heart beats synchronize and our breathing patterns match right before nodding off to la la land.
Cuddling and watching Emery's favorite cartoon movies. While we are sitting there, he will tell me he loves me very much and give me the biggest hug, just because he can.
Frustration
Those times when Cory is at work, and I feel all alone. Nothing is going right. Emery won't listen. Annie won't let me put her down.
Serenity
Those moments when Annie is playing quietly in the floor and Emery is quietly coloring. Or late at night when I finally manage to get both of them to sleep. I just sit and stare at them and think how much I love them.
Worry
When Annie starts running a very low grade temp at night and gets very fussy and I start wondering/ worrying if its only teething or if shes getting an ear infection.
When I hear Emery whimper in his sleep at night and I worry if he's having a bad dream.
Terror
When I'm clipping Annie's nails and I accidentally nick the end of her little thumb. She didn't even cry. I, however, cried enough for both of us.
When Emery is playing outside and I hear him start to cry and then begin to scream. I still don't know how he managed to get his head stuck in his pic nick table, but y'all it was tricky to get him un-stuck.
Anger
This one isn't so much at my kids, but more for people (some complete strangers) who ask you nosey questions and then comment with a tone of voice full of disdain. The momma bear comes out and it's all I can do to not snap at them and tell them to mind their own business (and ad-lib some very colorful, not so nice, four letter words at them.)
There are many, many more emotions that I'm sure I've missed. It just floors me, even after being a mother for over five years now, how many emotions you feel in just one day related to your children. It isn't always a walk in the park. Some days I feel like I'm just enduring being a mother, and these are the days I feel guilty and like a terrible mother. Some days I wish the day wouldn't end from all the fun I'm having with the kids, and these are the days that I know it's all going to be ok. Ultimately, no matter what kind of day we are having, I know it's worth it. My kids prove it every time they smile.
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