Motherhood

Yes, I’m defined by motherhood right now. And that’s ok. I’ve waited my whole life to be in this moment, to be my child’s mum. It’s a finite period in life and I embrace it. My child needs me now. Less so than she did a year ago, and more now than she ever will again. One day she won’t talk to me nonstop, or follow me into the bathroom, or want to be in my arms when she’s sad. Those tiny hands with dimples won’t reach up to touch my face when she’s tired. Those hands won’t be dimpled much longer. Right now she chooses me. I’m her comfort and her safe place. I’m honoured to be the one she calls home. And that’s why, first and foremost, I’m defined by Motherhood. / Witty Otter / An excerpt sent to me by this beautiful mother, the writing of thoughts and feelings about her connection with her child, Lucy.