a little love letter to the ones who mother

things I simply didn't know until I became one <3

Dear Mamas,

I’m not a poet, but I wrote you a poem-ish! Mother’s Day is this Sunday, and while I’ve celebrated many years of mamas before me, this one hits different. This time, I know things I didn’t know before. I notice things I didn’t notice before. Things that I would have never known or noticed until I became a mama.

Sending you my shower thoughts, my love, and my hugs. Enjoy a lil audio narration if you prefer! xx

To all the mamas:

I didn’t know until I became one.
The feeling of caring so much about someone so tiny and new.
Will I ever know peace again?
Now that my heart lives outside of my body?

I didn’t know until I became one.
How silly I must’ve sounded asking,
"Want to come out to dinner?"
As if that was even in the cards.

I didn’t know until I became one.
How feeding a baby could take up so much space in my life.
How it could feel like the most tender, intimate ritual
and also the thing that left me cracked open and worn thin.
The joy of nourishing them, and also the surrender.

I didn’t notice until I became one.
Just how many of you were out in the world.
Pushing strollers uphill with one hand,
baby strapped to your chest,
nursing in parked cars between errands,
rocking a sleepy babe with an iced latte in the other.
How steady, how strong, how soft you are.

I didn’t notice until I became one.
How many invisible things you hold.
How your mind never stops.
The research. The love.
The wondering if you’re doing it right.
Oh, but the joy...

I didn’t notice until I became one.
The ability to feel such wonder.
The joy of watching them discover the world.
The first smile, first laugh,
first time they reach for you like you’re their whole world.
Never knowing anything more cozy.

These are things I notice now.

I didn’t know how much I’d change.
And how beautiful that change would feel.

So to the moms who’ve been doing this long before me,
I see you now.
To the new moms figuring it out one coffee at a time,
I’m with you.
To the future moms, the curious ones, the ones who’ve been through loss, the ones still waiting,
I hold space for you.

You are doing something extraordinary every day,
even when it looks ordinary from the outside.

With love and deep admiration…

---

I hope you feel so celebrated, seen, and cared for on this Mother’s Day (and every day). xx