My experience is ongoing - being a mother of a toddler and a baby. Becoming a mom of 2 littles has me feeling like a constant mess with a heart about to burst with love, pride, and a bit of anxiety. It's made me realize that I'm stronger and more resilient than I thought I was. I can come out of uncomfortable, trying situations with more poise and patience than I ever thought I could. (That doesn't mean its a lot, but it's more than I generally expect.)
In that vein, I also am much less patient than I think I am. I find myself being bothered by things that I never thought I would. Getting a toddler to choose (and stick with) a pair of shoes. Cleaning up macaroni and cheese off the floor, walls, chair, dog - everywhere except for the table, where it should be. Buckling kids into carseats. Opening and closing all of the doors in the house. Getting spit up on after changing into a new outfit for the day. Trying to get the toddler to stop taking her clothes and diaper off. These inconsequential parts of motherhood cause much more stress, worry, and impatience than I would like, but the learning has been important. For me and for them.
I need to let go of perfection and control. As listed above, the bouts of my day that I have control over are few and far between and I am learning to be okay in the mess. Although I can claim a lot of imperfection, I can also claim so so much love for those two babies and that's pretty perfect.
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