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Motherhood is eating the sandwich with the end pieces so your children can have the sandwiches with less crust.
Motherhood means being able to identify one of the many different physical traits that indicates your child is lying through their wobbly, loose teeth.
Motherhood means applying sunblock so often that your right hand has eternal protection from the sun’s harsh rays.
Motherhood is calmly explaining to an irate child, for the thirty-seventh time, why they can’t do something the neighborhood kid is doing. (Or at least attempting to explain it calmly.)
Motherhood is swallowing the angry words that bubble up inside you when your child knocks over a glass of milk, for the second time that day.
Motherhood is asking, “Did you wash your hands?” twenty times a day for an entire decade whenever a child uses the bathroom.
Motherhood means you rarely get a sick day, even if you are sick.
Motherhood is reading the same picture book night after night after night, using the same expressions and sound effects because it is your child’s favorite. Even though you despise that book with the burning intensity of a thousand suns.
Motherhood is not showing how sad you are when your children stop holding your hand to cross the street.
Motherhood means knowing when to be honest (“I don’t think you put your best work into that. Let’s do it again and get it right.“) and when to lie (“That is the most beautiful unicorn picture I have ever seen!”)
Motherhood is taking twenty minutes to show a small child how to correctly do a chore that would only take you five minutes to do.
Motherhood is the ability to quickly plate the dinner salad so that the tomato lover gets most of the tomatoes, the kid with braces gets no croutons, and the dairy obsessed child gets extra cheese. Then remembering which plate is which so they end up with their rightful owner.
Motherhood is rocking a small child with an earache/cough/upset bellying all night despite fatigue or having to work the next day.
Motherhood means knowing a small tyrant that yells, “I hate living here!” when she doesn’t get her way doesn’t really mean it.
Motherhood means answering hundreds of questions every single day for the rest of your existence. Even when your kids are grown up and out of the house they will still call and ask for recipes or suggestions or advice.
Motherhood has nothing to do with DNA or giving birth. It has everything to do with love. Fathers can mother, older siblings can mother, aunts can mother, girl scout troop leaders can mother, Sunday school teachers can mother.
In fact, the world would be a much better place if more people everywhere mothered.
Young professionals like Manideepa Moitra say motherhood is an impediment on the career path."If I take a break from career for two three years, it is very difficult to come back and have the same position." However, some women studies groups and …
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Young professionals like Manideepa Moitra say motherhood is an impediment on the career path."If I take a break from career for two three years, it is very difficult to come back and have the same position." However, some women studies groups and …
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Young professionals like Manideepa Moitra say motherhood is an impediment on the career path."if I take a break from career for two three years, it is very difficult to come back and have the same position." However, some women studies groups and …
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Re: Motherhood is madness, Opinion, may 12 I hope poor Maureen Fitzgerald was just having a bad day when she wrote her depressing article about mother-hood. My perception and experience raising seven children is pretty well the opposite of hers.
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As amazing as the little miracles I see every day are, nothing compares to the miracle of motherhood. I am eternally grateful for the positive influence my mother has been in my life, and can only hope I will become half the quality mother my …
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Saturday, may 12, 2012
UPON writing this article, not anyone will agree with me that motherhood is indeed a mysterious sacrifice. If only they see how we see it, they will understand that motherhood for me is a mystery to be fathomed and accepted by the society at large. If it is to be accepted, then it must be brought forth as a main concern and given the most attention. here is my point of view.
I am not a mother but I sympathize with the mothers of today and feel for them as I too have my own mother who has given all her life to bring forth my glory in this world we are now in.
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Even if it becomes quite a nuisance to hear all over again, my mother tells me all over again that she gave up a bucket full of blood just to push me out of her womb and bring me life in a larger domain.
Compared to living in her womb, this Earth realm seems to be larger and much more complicated than things are inside my mother’s being.
Of course, it is not until now that I am slowly embracing the glory and successes of my life that I learn to appreciate how much my mother has given up for herself: her life, her youth, her love, her time, her strength, her own happiness and her own self just to give me the better life.
Think about it, we will not be here today alive and strong if it were not for the trade-offs in life that our mothers have done.
My mother is a strong woman, because it takes a strong woman to give birth to a child of Mindanao. I was a sickly kid then but my mother nursed me to health every time I fell to illness. In our little Nipa Hut — our house back then, she used to bring me something to eat and with her meager income, she buys me guava and burger just to bring me back to my good old senses. not to mention the expensive hospital check-up and costs of medicines they have to purchase for my asthma. Imagine that happening to millions of Filipino families. Mothers of poor Filipino families who had concern and love for their children would do a whole lot more of things just to fill their children’s stomachs and alleviate their pains.
A better story is this: that no one teaches a woman how to become a mother. we can leave it to God to blame for bestowing in women the ability to care for their children. but the love, yes, the unconditional love that a mother can give to her child, is ineffable and entirely encompassing. It does not come from an external source but the entirety of womanhood itself which, too, is from God’s femininity and compassion. It is inside us. God cannot give something God does not have.
One such incident I recall is when my mother had to work abroad, doing the humble job of a caregiver taking care of older Americans. but it was her good paying job that she was able to pay for my tuition and bring my father, me and my brother something to eat, which brings us to the issue of Filipinos working abroad and the social costs it entails to our Filipino Society.
Sometimes, I cannot help but weep in my heart for all mothers here in the Philippines and outside of our country because of the efforts they do to raise their loved ones.
I recall the instance in the Bible when Mary had to endure all the criticisms of her timid minded neighbors, accusing her of being unfaithful and as a lowly kind of woman, and when they were in a journey to Bethlehem and to Egypt just to keep Jesus the Christ safe away from his persecutors.
Even the Indian Sage and Philosopher Gautama Siddhartha Buddha convey to us by pointing out the close relationship between a mother and her offspring.
According to the Buddha, the Mother is given as the best of friends, best of relatives, best of elders. without the mother’s protective love and care, the child can become susceptible to many dangers. he says in one of his sutras that “a mother protects her own only child even at the expense of her life.”
One familiar story in the Buddha’s life was when one approached the Buddha and asked, “Who is the best friend one has at home?” And quite unresistingly, the Buddha replied, “Mother is the best friend one has at home.”
Without strong mothers and without their love, care and affection, we cannot be a great and powerful nation. The Spartans used to take pride of their strong Spartan Women for giving birth to healthy children who will bring them joy and prosperity.
Without healthy and empowered women and mothers, we can never stand-up on our feet and make the whole world bow down and respect us. only when we empower our women and our mothers with the adequate needs in healthcare and in their professional and personal careers that we can make this nation great again. then we will see a Filipino race worthy of respect and worthy of admiration. (Gilbert Emano)
Published in the Sun.Star Cagayan de Oro newspaper on may 13, 2012.
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