The Easiest Part of Motherhood is Loving Her

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A friend recently asked me what I find the easiest about motherhood. The question caught me off guard. I had to think about it. I’m actually still thinking about it.

Then she asked about the hardest parts of motherhood. I was able to answer that question quickly and deftly. It struck me that I had so much to say about why motherhood was so hard. I had plenty to say about what I was doing to adjust to my new life and how I’d been trying so hard to figure this motherhood thing out.

It made me realize that since my daughter Mary Clare was born, I haven’t given the first question much thought. I’ve been so focused on being honest about my struggle that I haven’t taken any time to consider what about motherhood comes naturally to me. So when I tried to answer that question, about what was easy for me, I didn’t know what to say.

That felt pretty embarrassing. I ended up saying, “The easiest part of being a mom is loving her.” Sappy, but truly, it is the first thing I thought of.

The most natural, easy part of being a mom is loving her so much that sometimes it hurts. Loving her so much I can’t stop kissing her pudgy cheeks or the soft skin on the back of her neck. Loving her so much that I feel like I can’t even get it out. It feels natural to be together. I love that I feel like we are a pair, like she’s my little sidekick.

This was a significant moment because it was the first time I acknowledged that it can feel easy, natural, and fun to be a mom.

When I first brought my baby home, I felt a lot of emotions. Most of all, the fear was almost unbearable. Everything about motherhood was hard and scary with a just few fleeting moments of happiness here and there. I was not feeling a bond with my baby; nothing felt natural about being a mom. What terrified me most was the thought that I might never enjoy being a mom. I would come to find out I was silently battling postpartum depression and anxiety. So then I focused intently on getting well, figuring it out, adjusting, and feeling like myself again.

As it always does, time passed, and I found my way into a routine. Mary Clare got older, my medication kicked in and just like everybody had told me . . . it got easier.

I know now that not only had I “adjusted” but I had found some ease in my new life as a mother.

It’s wonderful to know the most important part of being a mom is also the easiest.

The easiest part is loving her.

Originally published on the author’s blog

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Emily Kasel

I'm the new mom of my beautiful 5 month old daughter, Mary Clare. I was diagnosed with postpartum depression and anxiety 6 weeks after her birth. As part of my recovery, I began writing and sharing my story on Instagram. Then in January 2018, I launched my blog to continue the journey. I'm recovering well and really enjoying motherhood finally! I am a former/on leave elementary school teacher that has always loved to write. I found solace in reading the stories of fellow mothers. I felt it would not only be helpful for me to share my experience but perhaps I can help other women feel less alone in this wild ride of motherhood!

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