10/14/2026
If someone were to ask me what the hardest part of motherhood was with a newborn I would have said the lack of sleep. If they’d asked about when the kids were toddlers, I would have said the tantrums. The pr***en era? The attitude. But as my kids are getting older I’m beginning to realize that none of that is the hardest part. The hardest part is knowing each season is fleeting. It’s the knowing that no season lasts forever and that you will never get to experience that time with your children again.
Knowing that your kids’ laughter will change, that their sweet little voice will evolve, that they’ll stop reaching for your hand or stop wanting to spend every waking moment with you - that’s a gut punch you don’t see coming until it’s already happened.
So in this season of life I’m trying to embrace all the things - even the things that annoy me. Because being a mother is all I’ve ever dreamt of and knowing that my days as a mother with kids at home is coming to an end makes me want to soak up every second.
What would you say is the hardest part of motherhood?