To all the mothers out there,
This is a love letter to you.
This is for the mother who has just become a mother, looking into her baby’s eyes for the first time. The mom who is just starting out, figuring out her new identity, figuring out her postpartum body, figuring out how to breastfeed, how to care for her little one, how to care for herself amidst the newborn fog. The sleep-deprived mother. The mom who wakes up multiple times a night to nurse her baby, the mom who wakes up to pump, the mom who wakes up to make bottles, to worry, to dream with her eyes open, looking out into the night sky and thinking about all the other mothers awake at that very same moment. This is for the mom who cannot sleep even though she is exhausted, who stares at her baby while he sleeps, in awe of what she has created. This is for the mom who feels love beyond her wildest imagination, who feels incomparably happy. This is for the mom who feels alone, isolated, and anxious, for the mom who is caught off guard by motherhood and is doubting herself.
I see you, I believe in you, I celebrate you.
This is for the mother who becomes a mother and never looks back, who wished to be one her whole life, for the mother who is living out her dream. This is for the mother who never intended to be a mother, for the unsure mother, for the mother who is just getting by. This is for the mother who mourns her previous life, who mourns her previous body, for the mom who mourns a child. This is for the mom who has one child, for the mom who has multiple children, for the pregnant soon-to-be mom, for the mom who is pregnant, and for the mom who is desperately wishing to become pregnant. This is for the mom who conceives her child on the first try, for the mom who tries for months, for the mom who tries for years, for the mom who conceives her child naturally and for the mom who uses IVF, for the mom who adopts and for the mom who uses a surrogate. This is for the mother who had the empowering birth of her dreams and for the mother who had a traumatic birth experience. For the mother who had a vaginal birth, for the mother who had a cesarean, for the mother who had an epidural, and for the mother who had an unmedicated birth.
I see you, I believe in you, I celebrate you.