“No one ever warned me that grief could feel so much like fear.” –C.S. Lewis
As I lay in a hospital bed, on the brink of welcoming my baby into the world, I found myself yearning for my mother. I envisioned her sitting beside me, holding my hand, whispering words of encouragement that would ease my fears and prepare me for the journey of motherhood. I longed for her reassuring presence to calm my nerves, to remind me that I was more than capable of embracing this new chapter.
But I am a motherless mother.
In place of my mother’s comforting presence, I had my husband by my side and an overwhelming sense of loss. It felt as if I had experienced a deep loss, yet the reality was that I had never known what it was like to have a mother. I’ve always walked this path alone, navigating life’s challenges without her guidance. And now, as I stepped into motherhood, I was once again embarking on a journey devoid of maternal support.
My husband often describes me as a “strong woman,” and I won’t argue with him. I have faced numerous adversities, emerging with scars that tell my story, yet also equipped with an unwavering belief in my resilience. I learned to depend on myself while leaning on my spouse for emotional support. However, after the delivery of my son, I sat in that hospital room, longing for someone to call and share my joy. My heart ached for the nurturing voice that could reassure me I would be a good mother.
Those initial months of motherhood were isolating. This sense of solitude highlighted just how alone I truly felt. Without a mother to pop in unannounced to see her grandchild, I felt a profound emptiness. My longing for maternal companionship morphed into an unsettling fear – a fear that I might replicate the shortcomings of the mother I never had. I let that fear spiral into postpartum anxiety, leading to sleepless nights filled with racing thoughts about what could go wrong.
I am a motherless mother.
For months, I wrestled with undiagnosed insomnia and a torrent of anxious thoughts. I feared that motherhood was a journey I could not traverse alone. Eventually, I reached out to my doctor, who prescribed a sleep aid, and I made a conscious effort to connect with other mothers. Surrounding myself with supportive women who understood my struggles helped lift the fog of fear. Slowly, I began to recognize that I was indeed navigating motherhood successfully and that I was not alone.
As my son approaches his first birthday, I find myself sleeping better most nights, and the overwhelming feelings of grief and fear have subsided. Much like grieving the loss of a loved one, I realized that I needed to keep moving forward. I chose to embrace the unknown, drawing strength from those I cherish: my husband, my vibrant son, and my dear friends.
But I remain a motherless mother.
Though my mother has not passed away, the void she left is palpable. Whether one is a motherless mother due to death, abandonment, or a strained relationship, the pain is real. We have lost something precious, and that grief can resurface unexpectedly, much like a wave crashing down. It could be triggered by my son saying “I love you” for the first time or waving goodbye on his first day of school. Whenever that familiar ache returns, I know it will hurt. Yet, I also understand that I possess the strength to rise and continue embracing life. I will cherish the moments of joy while navigating this beautiful and challenging journey of motherhood.
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In summary, being a motherless mother is a complex journey filled with unique challenges and emotions. While the absence of maternal support is deeply felt, it is possible to find strength and joy in the experience of motherhood by surrounding oneself with love and support.