Sunday, May 12, 2013
Some days motherhood feels like picking up a million dirty socks and putting them in the hamper, or not budging an inch from the kitchen sink all day long. Sometimes it feels like reading the same 14 books on the couch every afternoon. A lot of motherhood is repetitive and thankless. And yet, I believe it is divine. There are moments, if I seek for them, that can make the drudgery of my days disappear. A snuggle with Elliot can erase my memory of his most recent tantrum. A little visit with Stella can make her endless questions seems less constant. Working along side Mabel and Oliver can help me forgive their unmade beds or scattered legos.
I think I've shared this quote before, but it is beautiful, and so I am sharing it again.
"When the real history of mankind is fully disclosed, will it feature the echoes of gunfire or the shaping sound of lullabies? The great armistices made by military men or the peacemaking of women in homes and in neighborhoods? Will what happened in cradles and kitchens prove to be more controlling than what happened in congress? When the surf of the centuries has made the great pyramids so much sand, the everlasting family will still be standing, because it is a celestial institution, formed outside telestial time. The women of God know this." Neal A. Maxwell
The work of a mother is important. Every bit of it. Today, and everyday, I am thankful for my opportunity to do it.
posted by stephanie at 6:57 AM