I am more

I am more than the dishes mounting in my sink, remnants of dinner taking residence on plates.

I am more than the laundry piles waiting to be folded, a never ending mountain of cloth that I will attempt to tackle and never quite master.

I am more than the floors that need to be swept, the tile that needs to be mopped. I am more than the juice spills on the floor, the milk stains on the furniture.

I am more than the hovercraft buzzing overhead; ensuring their safety, patiently waiting to swoop in and devour them in hugs when they least expect it.

I am more than the messy ponytail I often find my hair in, and the sweatpants that seem to have become a permanent staple of the wardrobe I call motherhood.

I am more than the bags under my eyes, the exhaustion of parenthood painting my face like cheap dollar store makeup. I am more than the stain on my clothing, the unidentifiable mark of a long day.

I am more than the dog food scattered about the house, the dog determined to eat anywhere other than near his bowl.

I am more than the dinner prepared at the last minute, the meal that I was far too exhausted to make, but wanted to ensure you had after your long day at work.

I am more than the paycheck I bring home. I am more than the hours spent in the office, away from my children, wondering what milestones they are achieving as I miss out to ensure they have a better future.

I am more than the rushed kisses sprinkled on heads on the way out the door, to school, work, daycare. I am more than the short hours I spend with my children, in between dusk and dawn, holding those precious moments close to my heart, like unique seashells picked from the sands of their childhood.

I am more than this.

I am more than the stay at home mother. I am more than the working mother.

I am a woman, who needs to be loved.

And when I forget, will you please remind me?

I am more.

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7 thoughts on “I am more

    • I am so glad this resonated with you. Motherhood is an incredibly rewarding job, but it can also take up so much of our time and energy that we forget to make times for ourselves. When we are so busy loving our children and our families, we can always use the reminder that we deserve and need love too.

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