.Mother's Day.

Motherhood is the most beautiful journey I never expected.

There was a time in my life where I worked in maternal heath for many years - in a community health clinic, a ranchito in Michoacán, Mexico, with midwives in Ecuador and Malawi, and a busy birth center on the border. I have such a deep reverence and awe for birth and motherhood and women. To witness women in both their most vulnerable with the most unbelievable strength. I felt I knew motherhood but nothing prepared me for what this journey would feel like in first person. 

It’s only been a short four months but I’m changed. I’m changing every day. Expanding past the edges of my former existence. My ability to feel and love is exponential and my world has shrunk to him -

his smile, 

his slow breaths while we sleep next to each other, 

his hunger, 
his little chuckles when we play games, 
his amazement when we walk under trees, 
his curiosity with a new toy, 
his pride when he rolls over and his frustration when he can’t roll back. 

In these early days, we are each other’s entire world. 

It’s so profoundly beautiful and so demanding. I’m tired but mostly just so grateful to be his. To be his guide and a student to all the things this little being will teach me.

Motherhood is the most intense and expansive experience of my life. I try to find the 
words but it I think it can only truly be felt.

Happy Mother’s Day!