For Mother’s Day I committed to celebrating, not only myself and the fact that I’m still here and alive after giving birth to three children, but also the other balance factor that helps me keep my sanity day in and day out as a Work-At-Home-Mom…. My Husband. He balances me. He catches me. He encourages me.
Mother’s Day was a day to embrace the job God has given me, but also to rejoice in the day that my husband was born. It was his birthday. So, we celebrated together at his parent’s new house in the country. I came home refreshed and energized after a weekend full of nature’s sounds. So much so, that I reflected on the sounds I heard when we arrived back home. Today, it’s come full circle as I think about all the sounds of Motherhood. You Mommas know what I’m talking about.
First I’d like to give a big thanks to Christine from All About Mom-sense and Nadia from Musings By Light Of the Moon, for inviting me to post my thoughts on Motherhood to celebrate, not only Mother’s Day, but all Moms across the spectrum. They’ve created an excellent Blog Tour that includes one blogger each day, posting about Motherhood. You’ll find all kinds of cool stuff from poems to pictures to jokes. Yesterday, Theresa from My Life As Taz, shared her post about being more than a Mom.
Today, however, I’m not bringing you any sappiness (you get enough of that from me on a daily basis already). No. Today I want to talk about the Sounds of Motherhood. You know.. the sound you first hear when your baby is born. The sound you hear during witching hour (ours is during homework/Mom-needs-to-cook-dinner time). So, I’m listing a few sounds I hear on a day to day basis. I wonder if you can relate:
1. Sound of your baby crying for the first time: As a new Mother, almost nine years ago, I remember hearing my baby crying as soon as he was born. I thought it was the most beautiful sound I could ever hear in my whole entire life. It made my heart beat faster.
2. Lack of crying: It’s a frightening sound. To wake up in the morning and realize you never woke up to feed your infant in the middle of the night. Why didn’t he cry? Is something wrong? You run as fast as your feet will carry you to the crib. He’s playing with his feet… having slept through the night for the very first time.
3. Sound of your baby crying on an airplane: Yup. He screamed the entire trip from Charlotte, NC to Memphis, TN. It made me wonder if I was cut out to be a Mom. So, instead of hiding in the bathroom the entire time with my child, I sat next to him crying too. Sobbing and wondering how in the world will we ever get through this.
4. Laughing for the first time: His laugh. It was the sound of a grocery bag that made my little guy laugh for the first time. He giggled out loud and each time I crinkled that bag, he laughed harder and harder. It was a joyous noise.
5. Calling out for you: You know this one all too well Mommas. The times they call out for you because they’re hurt, scared, or sad. We were at a friends house when I heard a *thud*, then my daughter ran to me, blood all over her face, her hand covering her wound, and screams like I never heard before. My youngest son hit her with a small metal trashcan, creating a gash across her forehead. We went to the ER. She cried out to me, as she received her stitches, “Momma! Please make them stop. It hurts. Please!” True to Blogger form, I wrote about it.
6. The sound of your own sobs: I weeped on the hospital bed, holding my daughters arms down as she got her stitches. Certain times I begged my husband to make the Dr. stop. I knew she needed stitches, but I couldn’t bear her cries out to me. I wanted to take her pain away. Stitch by stitch I felt it in my heart.
7. The whining: Oh the whining. Do I need to go further?
8. The music: I’ve come to appreciate music more than I used to. From the drums on kitchen pots to the off-key singing my daughter and I belt out in the car. Music speaks to me more than ever after having children.
9. The words they learn: More than the crying, more than the laughing, are the words they speak. It’s a joy to hear them say they love you for the first time. Still, today, I melt hearing my children tell me they love me.
10. The silence: While I still have a ways to go before my children grow up and move away, I experience silence some days. In the morning before they wake, I breathe in the lack of sound, but it’s all so foreign. They are a part of me and without their laughs, their words, their cries… well I don’t feel like myself. A lot of Mother’s will agree, especially if you have young children, that silence is the scariest sound of all. Silence points to something wrong. Silence points to a child missing. Ironically, silence is a Mother’s alarm system signaling we’re needed.
What about you? What sound do you hear throughout the day in your Motherhood journey?
I leave you with a picture taken this Mother’s Day at my In-Law’s new place.
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