How do you describe motherhood? How do you translate all the emotions, joys, fears, hopes, and wonder into a neatly organized collection of words that convey some sense of the vast and intimate reality that is being a mom? It’s nearly impossible. Though we may walk in each other’s footsteps and even side-by-side, each of us travels her own path and experiences her own journey as a mom. No two motherhoods are exactly alike. We are like the proverbial snowflake – sparkling en masse, but each one of us a unique creation made up of her own glittering facets, sharp edges, and inner fire. Robert Frost wrote that a poem “begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It is never a thought to Continue Reading
