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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. 

This is for the mother raising her children with a loving spouse, with involved grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins, and friends. This is for the mother raising her children on her own, wondering how she will ever do it by herself and yet somehow does. This is for the somewhere-in-between mom. This is for the mom who hires a nanny, for the mom who wants to do it all herself, for the mom who asks for help, for the mom who thinks she does not need help, and for the mom who cannot find the help she needs. This is for the mom who reads all the books on motherhood and still has so many questions. This is for the mom who will do everything to be a mom and for the mom who does everything. This is for the mother who is trying to change and for the mother who is changed forever. This is for the mother who is doing enough and who is enough, without doing anything except for relentlessly giving her love. This is for the mother who realizes her value, her beauty, her power, her joy, her responsibility, her purpose, her strength, and her success. The mother who recognizes the gifts of motherhood, with all its glorious imperfections. The mother who is immersed in all the heart-pounding and heart-bursting moments that deeply enrich our lives.

This is for the mother you are, for the mother you aspire to be, for the mother you will be, for all the mothers.

I see you, I believe in you, I celebrate you, I love you.