How is it that motherhood stands as the ultimate transformation in life and yet remains so deeply misunderstood? In the blink of an eye, your entire world and sense of self are irrevocably altered.

Never having the option to go back and be who you once were. Having to find your footing in a set of new footsteps that no one can teach you how to walk in. While your entire existence is now centered in fulfilling someone else’s every need.

What once felt familiar, no longer fits. Yet, this new life doesn’t quite feel like yours either. The conversations you once had, the priorities that once seemed so important, now feel distant. You find yourself floating through the day only to realize its been a week and you’re not sure what day it is. 

Your heart shifts. Your mind reshapes. Your body, in its wisdom, transforms—its rhythms and form rearranging to accommodate the needs of this tiny, perfect, beautiful human that started as a desire in your heart, now manifested right in front of you. A desire carried across the veil, birthed into reality, through you.

And yet, within this profound transformation lies grief—grief for the maiden you once were. The simplicity of her life, the lightness of her responsibilities, the freedom of her time. A time you can never return to. And yet, you wouldn’t. For when you stepped into this unknown, you did so willingly, fully ready to embrace what awaited on the other side, even if you could not see it.

Confusion.
Loss.
Gain.
Joy.
Sadness.
Happiness.

All coexisting within the same space.

It feels as though a part of you has been lost, only to discover that something far greater has been awakened. Only this unknown space could open your heart in ways you never imagined possible. Fulfilled by the simplicity of

A smile.
A laugh.
A milestone.
A tender touch on your face.
A small discovery.
Their warmth.

A bond that if I used words to describe, would simply lose its essence.

A bond, built by Nature, so beautifully, that the simple existence of this tiny, beautiful, perfect little human expands your universe from what you once thought into complete and utter sublimity.

This is motherhood. 

For Violet.