My Mamahood

I am surrounded by beautiful women.  This mother's day weekend, I received sweet messages and gifts from loved ones, exchanged hugs with the momma's in my life and got extra besitos from my  boys. And it was a good day to be thankful for the hustle and bustle of my Mama life.  And for the
women that nurture my Mamahood.

Here's some truth: I never truly imagined being a mother.  I always envisioned the notion to be a far fetched idea that I'd have many more years to think about.  My fate took a risky detour and I have never looked back.  Because I have never   done it alone. 
Because without these women, I am not the Mama I aspire to be. 
   

My motherhood is...

 

My mom-  I have a special kind of love for this mother turned grandmother who has fought the shit out of life to find legit happiness.  I admire the fighter she continues to be.  I watch her love her grandchildren and wonder how she must be making up for some lost time for those rocky single mom days with her own children...and I'll take it.  All of it.  Because there is nothing greater than a mother that loves to mother.  

The sister- My mentor and rock.  Because my life has never been lonely with said soul mate.  And I only get one in this lifetime, one good one. 

The girl best friend-Because she keeps me grounded on so many levels.  And even though she has no children of her own yet, she just gets me. 

The mother-in-law- Because she loves her grandchildren like she loves the son that she brought into this world.  And I love her for that.

The sisters-in-law-  Because these women have taken me into their family since day one.  They never stop teaching me, whether they know it or not.

The co-workers -Because we know way more about each other than we really should. 

To be completely fair, I'd have to admit that my Mamahood is far deeper than the above gems.  At any given moment, you can insert the baby daddy, the big brother or any childhood girlfriend.  But this month and this piece is about the little female warriors that celebrate who I am as a woman and a mother.   

Because I have mad love for them, for loving me beyond obligation.  Always.