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  • May we overcome all the hurdles of life
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  • I’m not the person I once was.

    Not the same woman, wife or friend.

    I’m the mother immersed in early motherhood.

    I struggle to make it anywhere on time. I’m always covered in children
    or some sort of stain. And I regularly have to leave early.

    I don’t have as much time to give my husband. I forget to tell him how
    much I love and appreciate him. Yet I rely on him so much more.

    I haven’t seen some of my friends in months. I regularly forget to
    check in with them or message them back. I can’t remember the last
    time I caught up with them without children in the middle.

    And this adjustment hasn’t always been easy.
    Some days I miss parts of the woman, the wife, and the friend I used be.
    The reliable one.
    The consistent one.
    The relaxed and carefree one.

    But the changes have been worth it.
    Because I have gained so much.

    I have experienced growing, birthing and feeding babies. I’ve seen a
    mental and physical strength in myself that I didn’t know I had.

    I have felt the privilege of being an entire world to another human.
    To have the honour of helping them on their path to create their own.

    I understand what it is to be loved in a way only a mother knows. To
    be wanted and needed so deeply. So purely and without condition.

    Since becoming a mother my priorities have changed.
    My values have changed.
    I have changed.

    But it’s the best sort of change.
    Every single change is, no matter the difficulties that come with some of them.

    These changes have been the making of me.
    A new me.
    The mother born into me.

    And I will keep changing.
    I will keep evolving alongside my children, as we move through the
    seasons together.

    Because that’s what it takes to be a mother.
    That’s what comes with a love like this.
    It’s growth.
    It’s adapting.
    And above all, it’s moving in the direction of your heart.

    ✍🏻 Emma Heaphy

    Art: Art by Chloe Trayhurn
    I’m not the person I once was. ⠀ Not the same woman, wife or friend. ⠀ I’m the mother immersed in early motherhood. ⠀ I struggle to make it anywhere on time. I’m always covered in children or some sort of stain. And I regularly have to leave early. ⠀ I don’t have as much time to give my husband. I forget to tell him how much I love and appreciate him. Yet I rely on him so much more. ⠀ I haven’t seen some of my friends in months. I regularly forget to check in with them or message them back. I can’t remember the last time I caught up with them without children in the middle. ⠀ And this adjustment hasn’t always been easy. Some days I miss parts of the woman, the wife, and the friend I used be. The reliable one. The consistent one. The relaxed and carefree one. ⠀ But the changes have been worth it. Because I have gained so much. ⠀ I have experienced growing, birthing and feeding babies. I’ve seen a mental and physical strength in myself that I didn’t know I had. ⠀ I have felt the privilege of being an entire world to another human. To have the honour of helping them on their path to create their own. ⠀ I understand what it is to be loved in a way only a mother knows. To be wanted and needed so deeply. So purely and without condition. ⠀ Since becoming a mother my priorities have changed. My values have changed. I have changed. ⠀ But it’s the best sort of change. Every single change is, no matter the difficulties that come with some of them. ⠀ These changes have been the making of me. A new me. The mother born into me. ⠀ And I will keep changing. I will keep evolving alongside my children, as we move through the seasons together. ⠀ Because that’s what it takes to be a mother. That’s what comes with a love like this. It’s growth. It’s adapting. And above all, it’s moving in the direction of your heart. ⠀ ✍🏻 Emma Heaphy ⠀ Art: Art by Chloe Trayhurn
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  • The way you treat your mother is the way life will treat you. A mother is the source of love and life.

    A mother is made of unconditional love, a love that no one else can give you. Don't judge her. How many times have you sat down to listen to her? To have a conversation with her about her past? Perhaps she never told you about the miserable life she had to endure before you came along.

    Maybe she never shared the wounds she carries, the scars that reopen every time she remembers them... the painful childhood and adolescence she lived through. The difficult moments she endured when no one listened to her, when she was mistreated, leaving traces of harsh words, poverty, fears, and abuse.

    How many hidden sorrows does she carry in her heart, ones she never shared with you—so you wouldn't have a distorted image of her life? Out of love, she chose not to tell you, or perhaps silence became her refuge to avoid suffering further.

    Treat her well, like the unique treasure she is in your life. Doing so will bring you blessings, peace, joy, stability, and a long life.

    And remember, the way you treat your mother is how others will treat you. People around you will learn from your actions and the love you show. There is only one mother—if you don’t value her now, you may regret it in the future when sleepless nights haunt you.

    It won’t be your mother keeping you awake—it will be your own demons of disobedience and disrespect that refuse to let you rest.
    The way you treat your mother is the way life will treat you. A mother is the source of love and life. A mother is made of unconditional love, a love that no one else can give you. Don't judge her. How many times have you sat down to listen to her? To have a conversation with her about her past? Perhaps she never told you about the miserable life she had to endure before you came along. Maybe she never shared the wounds she carries, the scars that reopen every time she remembers them... the painful childhood and adolescence she lived through. The difficult moments she endured when no one listened to her, when she was mistreated, leaving traces of harsh words, poverty, fears, and abuse. How many hidden sorrows does she carry in her heart, ones she never shared with you—so you wouldn't have a distorted image of her life? Out of love, she chose not to tell you, or perhaps silence became her refuge to avoid suffering further. Treat her well, like the unique treasure she is in your life. Doing so will bring you blessings, peace, joy, stability, and a long life. And remember, the way you treat your mother is how others will treat you. People around you will learn from your actions and the love you show. There is only one mother—if you don’t value her now, you may regret it in the future when sleepless nights haunt you. It won’t be your mother keeping you awake—it will be your own demons of disobedience and disrespect that refuse to let you rest.
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