Motherhood Through My Eyes...We Never Stop Learning

If Motherhood were a song it would be "The Wildflower Waltz" by Brahms. On first listen, it's just a waltz...just a beautiful rocking back and forth with some added flair. That initial stage of feeling everything is so incredibly perfect...feeling like you yourself walked to the stars and back to bring this baby into the world, and then that feeling when you look at him, knowing he is half of you and there can be nothing more perfect or more capable of love in this world.

The by the second time the melody repeats, you see the underlying complexity of it all. It's still beautiful, but there's just so much to analyze...so much to pick apart. There was so much thought put into so much of it...and yet did any of that matter? In the end it's still beautiful and it is what it is. And still we listen to it and by the end of the song, we still remember the simplicity that it was in the beginning..the simple rocking waltz.