Motherhood. I submitted this as a freelance essay, and just wanted to share.

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Motherhood. I submitted this as a freelance essay, and just wanted to share.
Oct 14, 2009 at 1:15 AM
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Please let me know what you think. I really enjoyed writing this piece and just thought I would share it.

After hours of pain and waiting, it was finally over. The Doctor set this wriggling, pink, messy bundle of joy in my arms. I looked down to see a scrunched, confused face looking up at me. Then it dawned on me- I am responsible for another person. My job, my goal, my purpose in life is now to see to it that this tiny little creature thrives and prospers in this hectic world. There is no backing out now, she is mine and I hers. As I continue to stare into those beautiful blue eyes I wonder how I will ever shoulder the burden. How will I be sure she is taken care of, loved, and most of all happy? I worry that I will not be the mother this sweet child deserves. I know that there is a long road ahead filled with bumps and battles; from the tantrums of a strong willed two year old, to the first heartbreak of a teenager. I realize that I now must set aside my own selfish wants and needs, and embrace with all my heart the work I must now do.

As I stroke her soft cheek, a warmth fills me. I have finally discovered the meaning of life, here lying bundled up in my arms. I now have the wonderful yet terrifying responsibility of taking her home and teaching her how to get the most out of life, how to become a happy and fulfilled person. I get the privilege of teaching her all I have learned, and offering a guiding hand through life's most challenging lessons. I am going to watch her grow and develop into a woman, and one day teach her another lesson, the one I shall spend the next several years learning myself. Responsibility to another person, one who now is so tiny and helpless and relies completely on me.

This will be the most difficult task I ever take on, although I can imagine it will turn out to be the most joyful and rewarding. I am going to endure heartache when I watch her fall, but I will be there to help her back up. When she has a case of the sniffles, I will be up with her all night making sure that cup of juice never runs empty and her toes always stay covered. When she meets a boy and he breaks her heart, I will show her how to pick up the pieces and grow from the pain. When she finds that man who will take her heart in his hands, I will stand beside her father and give her away. I will always be here for her, I will always be the warm embrace and kiss on her forehead when she is feeling blue. I will always be the goodnight kiss and one more story, the unconditional love. I am Mother, and I accept, no I embrace the responsibility that follows.