Being a mother is the most amazing, rewarding, fulfilling, completely incredible journey you can be on. It’s full of moments of joy and of happiness, of pride and of laughter, so many smiles and giggles and cuddles and kisses. I get to spend every day making lovely memories with my little boy and I love it more than anything.
But it’s also really fucking hard. I’m not sure people say that enough. There are times of frustration, and times of exhaustion and sometimes it’s lonely and sometimes it’s rough. Sometimes it’s late nights and early mornings, or cold meals because your toddler just won’t sit still. Sometimes it’s a messy house or spilt drinks or snot covered clothes. It’s bittersweet and it’s heartbreaking, and it’s a million other feelings every single day. It’s an absolute rollercoaster full of ups and downs, and the highs are amazing but the lows take their toll too.
Every single day I get things wrong and every single night I promise myself to do better tomorrow. Being a mother is constantly pushing yourself to be the best you can be. Being a mother is always finding the balance between being Mama and being you. Being a mother is enjoying the good times and surviving the bad. That’s a really hard thing to do, that’s a lot of pressure to feel. This weekend I’m grateful for the people who remind me I’m more than a mother, for the people who remind me that I’ve got this, for the people who remind me I am enough.
Photography by Mr. Adam Robertson