Ode to the New Mom

We so easily lump together all mothers in to one big, boiling-over pot.  But there's a great difference between the mom who's just beginning and the mom who's been at it with multiple children. . .carpooling, volunteering, multi-tasking like it's nobody's business.

There IS a common ground that connects the two, regardless of age, experience and attitudes.  The unconditional love and devotion to their children and their role as mother. 

And it takes time, tears, falling down and pulling yourself back up, an UNGODLY amount of strength and patience, to get that.

That although we may be in different places, we are a tribe of women, with a common goal: To see our kids to adulthood, safely. 

Motherhood is simply running on a treadmill that doesn't stop.

Ever.

It might slow down, you stronger, the pace easier, but never quitting.
We were never told nor aware it'd take serious sleep deprivation, a boot camp of unwelcome hazing in to this big ol' sorority of motherhood.

A rush week to initiate you to the harshness and demands of the job--leaving you tattered and broken right out of the gate.
You might not realize yet, new mom, that this sport of being a mom ... Doesn't come with a 14-million dollar contract.

Don't count on firm handshakes. White envelopes slipped in to deserving hands with a fat bonus check for a job well done.
You're a mom, now.  You will learn quickly, this is a 'thankless job.'

And it is a job you will won't have to do alone, no matter what your circumstances.  We are here. . .

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