In lieu of my own thoughts, which are not particularly profound, wise, or experienced, I want to share this post from Laura at Mothering Spirit.
None of us is all of these things. But we are all here together. And together, we are what can make motherhood so complex – and sometimes challenging to celebrate.
We are the thousand colors of one stained glass window. Love’s light passes through each one of us, and we are changed. Because we know ourselves to be mother.
[…] whenever we let our hearts be stretched to invite each other in, we all love better, bolder, and braver. Because we remember the mothers we have been. We imagine the mothers we might become. We honor the mothers we have loved.
And we love wider. Like the mothers we want to be.