It's not glamorous.
Motherhood, plain and simple, is not exciting day in and day out. It's a great deal of the same. Get up, do all the same stuff, and then go to bed. And it's very very easy to get stuck in the monotony of the everyday motherhood norm. And, seriously, sometimes it's easy to allow just a bit of resentment creep in because it doesn't feel like all that sameness amounts to anything. The laundry is always behind, there are always dishes to do, and you just keep giving. Every single day.
Mom get me something to eat. Mom can I go outside? Why not, Mom? Mom. Mom. Mom. Mom.
There really isn't a great amount of glamour in the everyday.
But, those little faces that look to you in the morning and smile when they see you aren't looking for this crazy glamorous person to come in the room - they just want you. When you make pbjs for lunch for the third time in a week they don't really care - they just want lunch and you took time to make it for them. Those little unglamorous moments - the wiping of noses, picking up of Matchbox cars, running in the backyard, the reading of The Berenstain Bears - all those little things are moments that will be life moments for your kids.
They'll remember those things.
They do not care if your hair is in that pony tail and that you are wearing an old college t-shirt. They do not care that the markers are mixed with the crayons in the scissors box. They do not care that there is a stain on the carpet and you apologize about it every time someone comes over. They do not care that you're late getting to the birthday party they simply care that you drove them. They do not care that the couch is old or that the laundry is rarely caught up or that their room doesn't have the cutest accessories. They just want and need you.
Those things matter more.
They matter. They matter. They matter.
I tell it to you like that because that is what I am telling myself day in and day out. I truly am. And that is being real, because I will say it again and again and again, we need real. Enough phony. Just real.
So today, as I wander around my home doing the same things that I did yesterday I will remember how much being a mother matters. And you, no matter where you are in your parenting journey, you, who will probably do almost the same thing over and over and over, matters.
That's real life glamour.
Stained shirt, pony tail, happy kids mom.
They will remember that.
That is true real life motherhood.
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to read another post I wrote about this read the return of motherhood glam.