It's Thanksgiving...the one day set aside for giving thanks for all our blessings.
One of our greatest gifts is family. When we become mothers, we realize that our lives will never be the same - I remember thinking that I'd never felt so vulnerable as I did now that I had become a mom. In all my roles - daughter, sister, wife, friend - I'd never felt so afraid. I knew that this child had the potential to break my heart like nothing or no one ever could before.
As I sit here, 3 children later, I can report that motherhood is NOT for the faint of heart. I've cried tears of joy when good things come, but I've also cried when my children were upset, sick, or got their feelings hurt. We've dealt with ER visits, hospitalizations, surgeries, moves, school changes, bullies, & mean girls. We've buried 2 beloved family pets. But through it all, I've had the honor and privilege of being their mama. I've been their role model and teacher. I've been their guide, their sounding board, and the first place they go when they need something.
I have so much to be thankful for.
And so do you.
If you're reading this, chances are you are a mother, too. You may not have the biggest house or the newest car. You may barely scrape by each month. You may think at times you don't have much to be grateful for.
But look at your child. Look at the way he or she looks at you. With complete trust and unconditional love. Our children look at us as the answer to all their problems. I think that's why attachment parenting resonates so much with me. I fell into it accidentally -- I actually had never heard the term, but just mothered my first child the way that felt right to me.
I was told repeatedly that he would never sleep in his own bed, that he'd never quit breastfeeding, that I was raising a mama's boy. But everything I did felt right. Actually, I was a little embarrassed because I thought I was just being lazy. Breastfeeding solved any and every problem. We had no bedtime or sleep issues -- actually bedtime was always my favorite time. I would lay down and nurse my kids until they were drowsy in my bed, and then my husband would come in and take over, rubbing their head or back and singing to them until sleep overtook them all....husband included.
My lazy parenting style was fabulous to me, so I didn't change a thing when babies #2 and 3 came along.
And honestly, I have 3 of the coolest kids on the planet.
So this Thanksgiving weekend, sit back and look at your kids. Really watch them when they look at you. The love, trust and delight in their faces is worth a gazillion dollars and a few years of broken sleep. Realize that no matter the circumstances, you have reason to be grateful.
Have a blessed Thanksgiving!