As mothers we often sacrifice large parts of ourselves to better our children – our sleep levels, clean home, free time, even (what seems like) sanity.
With Fox at the 15 month mark I started to feel a little bit overwhelmed with his newfound love for running and getting into everything. Between moments of picking up his scattered toys and favorite Crunchies, I sat on my bed cross-legged and put my head forward into the covers until my sweet little boy came up beside me, pet my head twice and then, with the best of intentions, lifted my face to his by my 3-day unwashed top knot, nose-to-nose. He studied me for a moment, letting out a spirited “haha!” and scrambled away.
Even though Fox likely thought I was playing hide-and-seek with him, the love I felt when our eyes met felt like the very first day I laid eyes on him. It reminded me of that first night in the hospital when I couldn’t sleep because I just wanted to stare at his perfect little face. I crawled out of bed to get him from his bassinet, laid him on the bed, stroked his cheeks, and when I touched his nose he squeaked like a little mouse.
That is why I have finally settled on a clear answer to the question I often get, “What is your favorite part of being a mom?” It’s simply the level of authentic love my baby shows for me.
Fox doesn’t understand when I’m emotional, feeling down, stressed, or overworked, so it makes it all the sweeter that he can make my day by loving up on me without actively trying to cheer me up. Moments like those make me want to be a better mom to my little man that deserves the world, for he is smart, passionate, and loving. It’s all worth it.
What is your favorite part of being a mom? Let me know in the comments below!