This blog is for all the mothers out there who feel they are failures and who are riddled with guilt about the mistakes they have made in raising their children.
Today in South Africa we are celebrating Mother’s Day. I never, ever wanted to be a mother.
And yet, here I am, the mother of three unique, amazing human beings, celebrating Mother’s Day today.
The past nineteen years and eight months are totally indescribable. These years have been filled with so much self-doubt, fear, hurt, pain, anger, disappointment, tears, doubts and heartache. They have also been filled with moments of pure joy, overwhelming love, the knowledge that ‘yes, I would lay down my life’ if it meant one of my children could live, so much laughter and immense personal growth. They have also been filled with continuous spiritual growth as I have found myself spending more and more time on my knees, asking God for His wisdom, His patience, His love, His sense of humour, His guidance and His help in raising our children.
My mother once confessed that she…
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