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for Moms, Mom-to-be
and All Women
Being a Mother:
A Heart-Warming Story
By Dale Hanson Bourke
From Everyday
Miracles: Holy Moments in a Mother's Day
To
wonderful moms everywhere...
We are sitting
at lunch one day when my daughter casually mentions that she and her husband
are thinking of "starting a family."
"We're taking a
survey," she says half-joking. "Do you think I should have a baby?"
"It will change
your life," I say, carefully keeping my tone neutral.
"I know," she
says, "no more sleeping in on weekends, no more spontaneous vacations."
But that is not
what I meant at all. I look at my daughter, trying to decide what to tell
her. I want her to know what she will never learn in childbirth classes. I
want to tell her that the physical wounds of child bearing will heal, but
becoming a mother will leave her with an emotional wound so raw that she
will forever be vulnerable.

I consider
warning her that she will never again read a newspaper without asking, "What
if that had been MY child?" That every plane crash, every house fire will
haunt her. That when she sees pictures of starving children, she will wonder
if anything could be worse than watching your child die.
I look at her
carefully manicured nails and stylish suit and think that no matter how
sophisticated she is, becoming a mother will reduce her to the primitive
level of a bear protecting her cub. That an urgent call of "Mom!" will cause
her to drop a soufflé or her best crystal without a moments hesitation.
I feel that I
should warn her that no matter how many years she has invested in her
career, she will be professionally derailed by motherhood.
She might
arrange for childcare, but one day she will be going into an important
business meeting and she will think of her baby's sweet smell. She will have
to use every ounce of discipline to keep from running home, just to make
sure her baby is all right.

I want my
daughter to know that every day decisions will no longer be routine. That a
five year old boy's desire to go to the men's room rather than the women's
at McDonald's will become a major dilemma. That right there in the midst of
clattering trays and screaming children, issues of independence and gender
identity will be weighed against the prospect that A child molester may be
lurking in that restroom.
However decisive
she may be at the office, she will second-guess herself constantly as a
mother. Looking at my attractive daughter, I want to assure her that
eventually she will shed the pounds of pregnancy, but she will never feel
the same about herself. That her life, now so important, will be of less
value to her once she has a child. That she would give herself up in a
moment to save her offspring, but will also begin to hope for more years,
not to accomplish her own dreams, but to watch her child accomplish theirs.
I want her to
know that a cesarean scar or shiny stretch marks will become badges of
honor. My daughter's relationship with her husband will change, but not in
the way she thinks. I wish she could understand how much more you can love a
man who is careful to powder the baby or who never hesitates to play with
his child. I think she should know that she Will fall in love with him again
for reasons she would now find very unromantic.

I wish my
daughter could sense the bond she will feel with women throughout history
who have tried to stop war, prejudice and drunk driving. I want to describe
to my daughter the exhilaration of seeing your child learn to ride a bike. I
want to capture for her the belly laugh of a baby who is touching the soft
fur of a dog or cat for the first time. I want her to taste the joy that is
so real it actually hurts.
My daughter's
quizzical look makes me realize that tears have formed in my eyes. "You'll
never regret it," I finally say. Then I reached across the table, squeezed
my daughter's hand and offered a silent prayer for her, and for me, and for
all the mere mortal women who stumble their way into this most wonderful of
callings.
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Please share
this with a Mom that you know or all of your girlfriends who may someday be
Moms.
May you always
have in your arms the one who is in your heart.
~~~~~


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