I Love Motherhood

As I'm rocking my son to sleep for his nap, his little hand reaches up and rests on my chest as he curls up on my lap, and all I can think is "I never want this to end." Yesterday was Miles' 21 month birthday, and I can't believe how fast time is going. He's not really a baby anymore (and of course the fact that he is huge for his age adds to the illusion that he's more of a kid and less of a baby), and as much as I'm enjoying every stage, I'm extremely sad to let go of that babyness. I've been thinking a lot about motherhood and my relationship to it, especially considering we've being hearing so much surrounding Ann Romney and her proclamations about being a stay at home mom (insert slow eye roll here) and the subsequent media mania to follow. Yes, being a mom is challenging at times, sometimes I feel isolated, sometimes I feel frustrated, sometimes i feel like I'm going to pull my hair out. But is it really the hardest job in the world?? Hardly. At the end of our routine nap time battle, I get the privilege of cuddling my little bundle of preciousness. And then when he wakes up we're going to play trains, or Playdoe, or go kayaking. Honestly, this is awesome. I love motherhood. And when I have those days of bone crushing exhaustion and frustration, all I need is a few of these moments to set me right.