As a mom, I constantly find myself collecting the remnants of my children’s exploration: bits of lint, dried leaves, and other small treasures that somehow make their way into my pockets. Throughout the day, I gather crumbs, wrappers, and even the occasional plastic toy, all to keep my curious 1-year-old son and my imaginative 3-year-old daughter safe from potential hazards. I’m not a hoarder or a compulsive organizer; I’m simply embodying the role of “mom.”
When you have a toddler who sees the world as something to taste and a preschooler who accumulates an astonishing number of tiny toys, it becomes second nature to scoop up anything that might pose a risk. I find myself often reaching into their mouths to fish out small items before they end up in a pocket for safekeeping. The trash can is just too far away for the moment, and this method feels easier.
At the end of the day, I empty my pockets, revealing a collection of reminders that reflect the chaotic yet essential nature of motherhood. If “mom” were a verb, it would perfectly capture the essence of my day: “How did it go today?” “I spent the day mom-ing.”
Ah, yes. Exhausted yet fulfilled, overstimulated yet grateful, I realize that being a mom is a journey filled with conflicting emotions. I cherish those moments, even the mundane ones, despite how exhausting they can be. Sometimes it feels like I’m losing myself in the daily grind of motherhood, yet I know deep down that every little moment counts.
Last year, there were days when I would blink and suddenly it was noon. I couldn’t quite pinpoint what I had accomplished, and I often found my mind wandering while my body was present. This disconnect made me realize how vital it is to approach each day with intention. I can’t possibly advise anyone to relish every single moment—especially when the dinner I meticulously prepared ends up on the floor or bedtime turns into a struggle.
But I do believe in savoring the little victories and being present. Today, I’m setting aside my to-do list and leaving my phone in another room to resist the temptation of scrolling through social media. Tonight, I plan on treating myself to a pedicure and a glass of wine because I still deserve to nurture the woman I used to be.
When you truly engage with your life, even as a lint collector and laundry master, you discover that you are not just a caretaker but an architect of your family’s daily experience. You can create a life filled with joy, wonder, and connection.
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In summary, motherhood is a verb that encompasses a wide range of experiences, both exhausting and rewarding. By being intentional in our actions and embracing the messiness of life, we can find joy in the everyday moments that define our roles as mothers.