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I See You, Mom
Hey there, friend! I want to take a moment to reflect on the journey of motherhood and all the beautiful moments we share.
I see you in my memories. You’re in your early 20s, with that wild, shoulder-length copper hair. You’re young and carefree, wearing a bikini as you splash around in a small wading pool with a little toddler—me! The sun shines brightly above, casting a warm glow that wraps around us both as I look up and smile at you.
Fast forward to your 30s, and I find you sitting on your bed, tears streaming down your face. You’ve lost weight, but it feels like there’s so much more on your plate. Your hair still shines bright, even as I sit beside you, both of us in a moment of sadness. Divorce is confusing to me, but I can feel the weight of it tearing us apart. I love you fiercely, yet I can’t help but feel anger at what this is doing to us. Why is this happening?
Then I see you again, this time in your 40s, walking into a church. Your copper hair now has beautiful streaks of white, and you’re wearing that lovely green dress that always brings out your eyes. As we walk down the aisle together, we share a giggle over someone rushing to find their seat. You hold my arm as I approach my new husband, turning away from you yet taking a piece of your strength with me.
In your 50s, I arrive home late one evening to find you waiting at the door. There’s more gray in your hair and a little extra around your waist, but you still look beautiful. The night air feels heavy with rain, and flashing blue lights dance across the front of the house, casting you in light and shadow. You look worried as I hand you my son, trying to reassure you while I head down the driveway to face what lies ahead. You want to be there for me, but I need you to protect my little one. When it’s all over, I choose to stay with you, realizing just how hard marriage can be.
Now, in your 60s, I see you again, looking stunning in a green dress. The gray has fully taken over, but you carry it with grace. You gather my kids, holding their hands as we walk to the front of the room together. The music starts, and this time, it’s my children who guide me down the aisle. I can see the pride in your eyes as I take their hands, turning towards my new husband but never losing sight of you.
Finally, I see a chubby little redheaded toddler playing in a wading pool, the sun shining down on him. He smiles, and I feel that familiar warmth. Now in my 40s, my hair is still red and a bit wild. I wonder if he’ll remember these moments as I catch a glimpse of my reflection in the window.
I see you, Mom.
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In summary, this nostalgic journey through motherhood reflects the highs and lows of our experiences, reminding us that every stage is filled with love, challenges, and growth.