Motherhood
Very long week here, work-wise, plus I’m sorting out moving my middle kid to a different (and frighteningly expensive) school later this year, as his current one sucks.
All this is very traumatic on both heart and wallet, and doesn’t leave much room for creative writing, or much money for photography either. But these are my kids, and as always, they must come first.
There are only two relationships in life that you are stuck with. One is with yourself and one is with your children.
Motherhood is a really big deal. Man may fulfil many needs in a woman, but romantic love never comes remotely close to the range of emotions generated by motherhood.
Everyday matters, including the day job, get shelved the minute your kid needs you. And when you have three of them, it takes up 90% of your existence, even when you are at work. Free time with three kids?!!! You’ve got to be kidding! Photography in particular is tremendously difficult with little ones around. You try erotic nude modelling with a snotty two year old banging on the studio door yelling for her mummy.
When you become a mother, you have a completely new occupation, no matter what your supposed day-job may be. Those feelings that are generated inside you when you first fall in love with your new baby are mind-altering in intensity. Desperate and extreme adoration, tinged with panic, completely obsessive, and yet sensual in a way.
Love for your child is always freely given and asks for nothing in return. It is often irrational, but not possessive, because this small being never belongs to you, he or she is merely loaned to you for a while.
You can no longer contemplate life without this new dimension, and you realise that your previous childless existence was emotionally empty somehow. Something was missing, but you didn’t realise what, until you met this new little person in your life.
I’ve explained this badly, but to be truthful, emotions generated by motherhood are too contradictory and intense to accurately put into words.
As far as I can tell, these new feelings last forever.
Motherhood is the eternal preoccupation.
And nothing else comes close.
Holli B.
All this is very traumatic on both heart and wallet, and doesn’t leave much room for creative writing, or much money for photography either. But these are my kids, and as always, they must come first.
There are only two relationships in life that you are stuck with. One is with yourself and one is with your children.
Motherhood is a really big deal. Man may fulfil many needs in a woman, but romantic love never comes remotely close to the range of emotions generated by motherhood.
Everyday matters, including the day job, get shelved the minute your kid needs you. And when you have three of them, it takes up 90% of your existence, even when you are at work. Free time with three kids?!!! You’ve got to be kidding! Photography in particular is tremendously difficult with little ones around. You try erotic nude modelling with a snotty two year old banging on the studio door yelling for her mummy.
When you become a mother, you have a completely new occupation, no matter what your supposed day-job may be. Those feelings that are generated inside you when you first fall in love with your new baby are mind-altering in intensity. Desperate and extreme adoration, tinged with panic, completely obsessive, and yet sensual in a way.
Love for your child is always freely given and asks for nothing in return. It is often irrational, but not possessive, because this small being never belongs to you, he or she is merely loaned to you for a while.
You can no longer contemplate life without this new dimension, and you realise that your previous childless existence was emotionally empty somehow. Something was missing, but you didn’t realise what, until you met this new little person in your life.
I’ve explained this badly, but to be truthful, emotions generated by motherhood are too contradictory and intense to accurately put into words.
As far as I can tell, these new feelings last forever.
Motherhood is the eternal preoccupation.
And nothing else comes close.
Holli B.
posted by Lin at 1:55 PM
2 Comments:
Explained badly? Hardly. That was a truly articulate and incisive commentary on humankind's greatest of all loves-- that which exists between mother and child.
If there is a God and God truly loves us, the children of God, then God most assuredly is a woman.
jimmyd
(Goddess Worshipper)
You have explained it very well. Sometimes I sneak into my kid's rooms just to watch them sleep. It fills my heart with warmth and joy. There's nothing like the feeling of love for your children. They are my world.
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