As a mother, this day represents something other than “yay, I’m a mom”. It’s not a touchy feely kind of thing. It is the weight of responsibility, and one taken at the moment of conception until death do us part. It is not funny, cute or sweet, it’s painful, awful, and can be bitter as Hell.

Watch any nature show and the devastation done to the females and their young is so heartbreaking as to answer the question, Is there a God? In my own yard, I watched with agony, when the MFing crow took the robin baby right out of its nest, for lunch.

For most of this world the young are just small things, not valuable or cherish-able, often eatable.

That’s this world!

Problem is we are driven to do it. Us women, we crave inside of us this idea, to create life, and bring forth life, both into our lives and onto this planet. It’s us, creating the next world. We do it by guiding our families and through raising children to be the ones we want in this world. For some women their only job is to mother. Others mother through service, or careers, mothering is a big word and a bigger job. This country could use a good mother.

I began my mothering journey as an unwed teenager, zero stars would not recommend. As a women of integrity, I took on the job and have been at it ever sense. There was never the idea my kids would turn 18 and that was it, times up, get out, good luck. That is what happened to me. I was let go as a child way before I was ready and the support I needed as a young mother never arrived. Fortunately, I had an innate drive to better myself and my life or the same statistical story of the unwed teenage mother would be mine.

Just like the robin who lost its baby, she started again and I kept going. Even child death cannot stop the desire for life. Mothering is part of an unrelenting need to better life, to continue life. So many mothers die defending their young, and so much grief can be brought into our lives just by wanting to be mothers. There are no guarantees in the mothering world. For some, it’s unobtainable and for others, the children cannot and will not survive, from seconds after conception, to days to months, to years and years old.

Motherhood is a journey of self discovery done at its best. Your children are not you but guided correctly and unconditionally, they can be a better version of you. But and it seems it must be said, it is a life long job and a never ending assignment. Children need their caregivers love and acceptance all throughout their lives.

We can learn to coexist with our children all of our days, watching and participating, or release them like birds, to live their lives out there, somewhere. Whatever way you choose to mother, continue to mother with love.