Motherhood has opened places of myself that I could not have otherwise found.
Each time I think that I am completely filled up with love for my children and that there is no way I can love then anymore, I do.
This is one of the most shocking parts of motherhood for me; how much more deeply I continue to love my children. When I am brimming with happiness and love and connection, it seems to propel me to feel even more strongly for them.
I suppose this is the depth of a mother’s love. It is immeasurable, unpredictable and unexpected. It is humbling and elicits intense feelings of gratitude; for health, for knowing them and for being given the gift of time with these spectacular little people.
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