it is a twisty journey

As for my dear friends and me,
our hearts are full, of course,
but also a little tender, bruised, tired.
Motherhood and the journey toward it,
has battered us a little bit, each in our own ways.
From ambivalence to longing to loss,
from the anger that our bodies won’t do what we want them to,
to the consuming, crushing love for a baby that is just hanging on.
From the emptiness every month
over and over,
to the physical brokenness of our bodies,
to the deep questions—When? When? When? Why? Why not?
~ Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet, p151~

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Motherhood has rumbled over us like a freight train,
rendering us in some moments out of control and humbled,
positions we’re not accustomed to.
We’re get-it-done women.
We’ve handled everything, all the time, all at the same time.
We’ve made lists and plans and back-up plans.
And motherhood laughed at our plans,
twisted up our expectations,
and gave them back to us upside down,
covered with blood and stretch marks and Goldfish cracker paste.
~ Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet, p151~

5 Replies to “it is a twisty journey”

  1. I like all of that quote, but the last third or so really hits at what I’ve been realizing over the past year or so. She presents it gloriously. And we have *lots* of goldfish cracker paste over here. 🙂

  2. Are these photos from your Saint Patrick’s day outing? Beautiful mother and beautiful babies!

  3. Yes, this is at Krispy Kreme, so their fingers and faces are delightfully sticky!

  4. You’re sweet. 🙂 I feel like it is getting straggly, so I might try to get a cut soon. I have the feeling I won’t have long hair when I am older though, so before I qualify as “older” I want to enjoy having the option of length. 🙂

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