Motherhood is the hardest and most important job I have ever had. Ironically, it is also the least glamorous. There are days when the house is a disaster, the laundry continues to mount, supper isn’t made, and I think to myself, “I’m not good at this”. Shouldn’t a responsibility of this magnitude come with more coffee breaks, a hot lunch, or I don’t know… Sleep?! But being a Mom has brought me so much more than I ever expected. I knew that I would love and adore this little person, but I didn’t realize how much she would teach me. I so often catch myself in an unending quest for “more”. More recognition for a job well done, more things, more travels, more skills, more knowledge. Constantly striving for bigger and better. Now, I’m not saying these things are bad, and goals are important, but in the pursuit to achieve and out-do, I sometimes forget to let myself enjoy and be grateful for the moment. Ella reminds me every day to slow down, take it in, and appreciate the small things.
This weekend, as we spent the afternoon playing outside, I was reminded of how amazingly blessed I am to be her Mom. Watching the world through her eyes, I see the amazement in watching snow fall for the first time or the crunch that leaves make in the Fall. I am wrapping my head around the fact that “more” can be measured differently. It can be the feeling of pride in hearing a new word from my little mini, the excitement of watching her giggle on the swings at the park, the bursting of my heart when she leans in for a kiss. These things may not be building my resume, but they are certainly building me as a person. The experience of raising a child is truly better than any paycheque or award, dishes and diapers and laundry included. I can’t wait for what is to come, and I often think about what the future has in store, but right now is pretty great, just how it is.