Sunday, April 3, 2011
Happy birthday, Mowgli!
21 years ago, I became a mother. It was a long, hard day and also one of the very best. I could not have imagined then what my life would be--what it would be like to "have my heart go walking around outside my body," as Evelyn Underhill has said. I couldn't have imagined what the sacrifices would be or what the joys would be or how much one would compensate for the other. I didn't really understand that I would become a different person, that I wouldn't be my old self, only with a baby, but that I would become a new person, one that would completely contain the old person but would also never be the same.
The best work I've ever done is being a mom. I wasn't a natural mommy but I worked so hard at it, I got really good at it. I'll be forever grateful for that day 21 years ago when Mowgli made me a mom.
Posted by T at 4/03/2011 09:08:00 PM