Motherhood is often stressful and messy.
But it also makes a good faith stretching exercise.
Amidst the messes and failures, the broken toys, the deeds of mischief and wrong-doing, the tears and quarrels and strife, amidst all these things, there remains something of a spark of hope still flickering within us.
And that’s what makes mothers mothers. We just don’t give up easily.
Even when one kid throws his fifth epic tantrum of the day.
Or when they get into a scuffle and refuse to own up to their mistakes.
Even when they lash out at us in anger.
We may cry, flail our arms around, throw our crumpled faces into our pillows, and send angry, ugly messages to our significant other…
But we don’t give up.
We cling onto hope.
We pick up the pieces, hit the proverbial reset button, and move on.
I’ve learnt some things from seeing how my own mothers put up with the “dirty dishes in the sink.”
I have three mums. They each have a fire in their belly that they are actually unaware of.
This gets them solving problems (often not of their own making), scaling higher heights and staring challenges down in the face.
My late nanny soldiered on to raise her two children even after her husband walked out on her. She somehow made space in her heart to accommodate more children eventually, and I was blessed to be one of those under her loving care.
My mother refused to walk out on her marriage even when things got rocky, for the sake of my brother and I. She walked through the storms with an undying optimism.
My godmother made many personal sacrifices for me, and she taught me about God and His ever-powerful presence in our lives. Even to this day, she continues to shower many blessings and prayers upon my children and family.
Every mother has that fire. It’s within you even though you may not notice it.
It calls you toward making sacrifices of love that you never thought yourself capable of, doing things you never thought you would, and it calls you towards a higher life.
Regardless of the challenges facing you right now, know that you have the shoulders of friends and family to lean on.
Know that you never walk alone.
Generations of mothers have walked the path before you, and many still will follow after you.
You have the power to choose how to write your family’s story and the kind of ending you want.
May your story always be filled with hope, love, and an unbridled, burning fire in the belly.
A Mother “always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.” (1 Corinthians 13, on love)