Sometimes I hear a little voice in the distance trying to tell me that I am “just a mother.” It questions what I do all day and what I have to show for my work. It suggests that I am not contributing meaningfully to society. It creates feelings of insecurity. More than anything though, it makes me deeply sad for the person whose voice is attempting to discredit my motherhood, for they will never know my joy.
I am not “just a mother.” I am a creator. I create every day.
As a mother, I create life. My physical body created another little body. Nine months of my life I shared with another little human. I sacrificed so the baby inside could grow and develop and have the opportunity at her own little life. My miraculous body and willingness to give up part of myself for another allowed me to create life.
As a mother, I create memories. Now that the life I have created has entered the world, part of my desire is to create memories for the little one to enjoy. I create opportunities for our family to be together and share in joyful experiences. I create moments that will not be forgotten.
As a mother, I create a record. Part of my personal duty as a mother is to record the sweet experiences of our family life. I do this by pulling out the camera, typing up the details of our adventures, and creating books that share the story of the significant life events that we have experienced.
As a mother, I create smiles and giggles. I want so much for my child to be happy and have joy. Sometimes it takes some serious intervention on my part to turn sad moments to happy ones, but the smiles and giggles are worth the effort.
As a mother, I create messes. Sometimes in needing to create smiles and giggles things get messy around our home.
As a mother, I create order. Part of my daily job is to keep things in order so our home can be a peaceful place we all want to be.
As a mother, I create meals. Breakfast, lunch and dinner are almost always prepared by my hands. I do my best to create healthy and delicious meals and to have everyone around the table at least at dinner.
As a mother, I create security. Home can be a place of safety. I want my child to know that no matter what is happening in the world, our home, my arms, and the times we are together are times they can feel secure.
As mothers, we are creators. We do not just do things, we create. We are not perfect creators but we are good and our efforts to create make a difference in the little lives we touch.