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Motherhood: The Joy Around You.

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{Image: Kimberly Dawn Clayton}

Motherhood can be extremely practical.

Child is hungry, you feed them; child soils his diaper, you change it; child is crawling towards the stairs, you fly like a maniac to scoop him up and save him from impending danger; and then go ahead and put that on repeat about a zillion times a day.

We pick up the toys at night just so they can be strewn about again tomorrow. We fold the laundry just to soil the clothes.  We wash the dishes only to get them dirty. It’s day in and day out, more of the same (if this is how you choose to see it).

Pre-motherhood, my life seemed to revolve around to-do lists and feeling the tiny victories as I ticked off each item. It seems a little strange to make a list that includes doing the laundry or playing with my son. Life nowadays runs on the fuel of instinct and intuition.

You don’t forget to do what needs to be done. You just do it. (Unless you accidentally take the cable bill because you want to be helpful and pay it, but then you forget and it’s late. Paying bills still needs to go on a to-do list.)

I spend about 80% of my time in my living room — and with all of the baby-proofing we’ve done lately, I’ve jokingly started to refer to it as my padded cell. And, you could go quite mad with all of this so-called routine.

Believe me, I have my moments in the midst of yet another attempt to crawl up and down the stairs or just when you think you have nap time figured out (so you can take a shower or try out that new chocolate chip cookie recipe) and a sweet pair of little eyes are determined not to close.

I believe it is all in how you look at it. We can either move through time and space at a consciously low vibration or a high one. For the most part (I’d say 80% of the time, to be fair), this is what I see…

It’s the moments in between that make all the monotony seems like a glorious gift sometimes. It’s the late afternoon swings in the hammock, or the impromptu nap on top of the laundry pile. It’s being the one who sees your child understand something for the first time.

It’s surrendering to the wet, sloppy kisses. It’s choosing to leave the dishes in the sink and crawl around the house chasing one another. It’s opening up to those five minutes of freedom you have while your sweet angel sleeps and instead of rushing to your to-do list, letting the birds serenade you.

It’s opening up to the joy around you in all of the moments in between so that eventually, one by one, even all of those practical moments become joyful, too.

 

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{New Mom Society}

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