The Gypsy Mama is hosting Five Minute Friday.
Here are the rules:
Write your heart out for 5 minutes flat.
Today’s topic is Motherhood Should Come With....
Write your heart out for five minutes flat.
Go.
Motherhood should come with matches that ignite flames in your heart.
Some flames flicker like birthday candles, gently, side to side, with a sense of reverence. I know these flames when I hear my children learn to pray.
Some flames are lit like a beach bonfire, a warmth that beckons laughing and friendship. Those are the moments of night time tickles and sharing desserts and riding roller coasters together.
Some flames glow like the romance of an irresistible candlelight dinner. Those are the days that I held my sleeping newborns ever long, long after I could have laid them in their cribs.
Some flames of motherhood burn with a roar of a house fire, even if they are deep within my heart, held tightly inside the pit of my stomach by pursed lips. That fire is the roar in my heart when anyone comments on the "problem with boys" and overtly apologizes for my "situation" with THREE boys. Really, I could consume them like a fire rather than listen to their rambles. They do not understand how much I love my all boy world.
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Loved this! It made me think to remember the smallest--many times forgotten--details of momhood. I have a feeling my own kids will always feel cuddly to me in their growing-up years like they were when they were newborns. Great post; I enjoyed the poetic tone of it (love poetry)!
ReplyDeleteAh yes! I didn't really know how to write about this so I didn't, but I love your words! :)
ReplyDeleteThis is great! You did so good at pointing out those 'little moments' that are wonderful moments - holding the kids long after we can put them down and the listening to them pray - delightful! I had three boys and I heard comments like that too! Then I had a girl, now they feel bad for her. What's wrong with three boys - they are amazing!
ReplyDeleteLoving this take on the prompt. Matches and fire -- yes, I feel all those types of fire burning in my heart in regard to mothering my boys. Beautiful images here, friend.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful post! It warms my heart! Mr. Farmer
ReplyDeleteThank you! :) I love *your* post, and though I will never know what it is to be the lucky mother of all boys, even the little I can imagine warms my heart. Must be those flames. :)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad I stopped by... and happy to see a fellow Wahoo!
Loved this today. The imagery is perfect. My favorite part of five minute Friday is the different ways we each see the prompt. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteYou've done a good job of painting a picture with your words. It's wonderful to see how much you love being a mom to your boys. Happy Mother's Day!
ReplyDeletelove it! :) a flame is such a great picture :)
ReplyDeletehave a fab momma's day!
Ooh, I love how you did this post! Yes, those definitely types of love are so beautiful and all have such a place. I totally did this, too: "...the days that I held my sleeping newborns ever long, long after I could have laid them in their cribs."
ReplyDeleteO Yeah Girl! We are Boy Moms! You say it better than me though! You rocked this post! Happy Mother's Day!
ReplyDeleteI love this...and how much you love your boys. :) Happy Mother's Day!
ReplyDeleteAre you sure you weren't a writer??????? I know..I've told you so many times how much I love your long posts!! I always feel like I'm reading a book!!!
ReplyDeleteI hope you had a wonderful MOther's Day!!!!!! I'm sure you did!!
I love this. When I was little, I always imagined a house full of girls. But when I got pregnant, I wanted a boy and I think I knew I would have one. Now, I can't imagine life without my boy! If we have any more, I will not be sad to have more boys!
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful! I love this analogy. You are so right--the fire within us is always different, sometimes roaring, and sometimes providing a quiet light. I'm going to carry that image with me today.
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