Motherhood humbles me and not for the reasons most may think. Not for the unconditional love I have felt for my sweet little girls, but rather for the unconditional love they have given me. It is perhaps the most beautiful love I have experienced yet. At the end of the day, whether I have been the mom who showed up harshly or the one who remained patient, my girls still turn toward me with affection and warmth. It amazes me every time. It melts my heart.
Sure my girls are five and six and our relationship is bound to evolve with time, but their ability to be in the moment and to live from their hearts is a constant source of wisdom for me. They are perhaps my greatest teachers. They challenge me to be patient when impulses are strong, to be soft when I want to be harsh, to be firm when I feel weak, to be present when my mind wanders, and to remember to love when it eludes me the most. I am deeply in love and forever grateful to have experienced it.