The Ups and Downs of Motherhood Four Points of View

Mother’s day is coming up, and it has us Lou Lou Girls thinking about motherhood. What makes it special? What makes it hard? Here is Amber’s point of view. The Ups and Downs of Motherhood Four Points of View

The Ups and Downs of Motherhood Four Points of View

I’m Amber, the youngest of the Lou Lou Girls. Motherhood has been hard for me. I’d say it’s probably my hardest phase of life, but then again, I think I have that written in every journal about the start of every phase of life. I’m kind of an emotional person! I have two amazing kids, a three year old and a one year old, so I definitely still feel like a new mom, but when my second was born it was nice to feel like some part of motherhood was familiar and that I knew what I was doing a little.

The biggest thing I’ve learned about motherhood is that mothers NEED help. Mothers need other mothers for advice, ideas, support, friendship, babysitting, chocolate, you name it. I’ve never appreciated my mom so much before having my own kids. I also find it amazing to look around at everyone who is a mother, my aunts, my cousins, my mother-in-law, my grandma, random lady at the store, and think “holy cow, they’ve all done this too?!” Motherhood. is. crazy.

One thing that I definitely wasn’t prepared for with motherhood was the pendulum of emotions throughout the day. I didn’t realize that it was possible to go from happy to sad to angry to laughing to annoyed to grateful in all of five minutes and still (sort of) understand which way is up. Kids are crazy but they’re also really adorable and amazing. Giving birth is a horrendous nightmare of pain and also the best thing you will ever experience. Lack of sleep is of the devil and yet there is nothing more precious than a sick baby cuddling you for comfort.

The Ups and Downs of Motherhood Four Points of View

I’ve come to realize that no matter what you tell someone about motherhood, no matter how much advice you give them, they probably won’t understand or be prepared until they are in the trenches themselves. It is more crazy and more beautiful than I think the english language has words for. I guess that’s probably because it truly is divine.

I love my kids. But I can’t wait until they can do their own laundry. But I want them to stay little forever, and yet I can’t wait to see them grow up. And that my friends, is motherhood.