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More Skees Please by Taryn Skees
I am a wife, and stay-at-home mother of 3 boys (with a 4th on the way!) so it goes without saying that my life can be summed up in 2 words - organized chaos. I've always loved to write and being a mom gives me great material. I started my personal blog, More Skees Please, in 2008 when my son Aiden was born with a rare craniofacial condition. Ever since then, writing has been an outlet for me. I love sharing about my family, the challenges of motherhood, raising a special needs child and the everyday ordinary stuff that makes it all worth it. Enjoy!
The Rollercoaster Of Motherhood

The Rollercoaster Of Motherhood

September 03, 2013 | 12:38 PM

Few jobs outside of the home cause a cycle of emotions to ebb and flow like that of being a mother. One second I am staring at my children, wondering what in the world I am doing wrong as they disobey me for the 10th straight time and continue to toss their spaghetti noodles across the table in fits of giggles. And the next I am tucking them in their beds, snuggling them in their blankets and kissing their warm just-bathed foreheads praying God blesses me with more days just like this one.

When I am with them - I am often daydreaming about splurging on a kid-free vacation. Yet, when I leave them, even just for the day, to run errands or catch a movie with my husband, I miss them.

The emotional rollercoaster is exhausting. And oddly fulfilling at the same time.

Perhaps it stems from the fact that when we chose to become mothers, we were in fact agreeing to split ourselves into more than one being. Part of our heart and mind will always be with each child. No matter how stressed we become from the tedious day-in and day-out monotony that this job presents - the wiping butts, the calming tantrums, the separating fighting siblings, mountains of laundry and tidying bedrooms - nothing makes it not worth it.

Soon after I had my first child, I remember telling my husband that I was already wanting to have another one. He sat there with a confused look on his face, which, I guess I could understand as 1) I was still wiping my nether regions with witch hazel pads, 2) He had yet to recover from the "trauma" that was watching the child birth and, 3) We were still delirious from the lack of sleep.

But I suppose that right there sums up the miracle that is motherhood.

We endure 40+ weeks of carrying a baby and all the aches and pains that come along with it. Then we go through hours upon hours of sometimes unbearable pain during labor and delivery. We spend months with little to no sleep and constantly live with the fear that we are totally screwing up every aspect of this child's life.

Then, as if it never happened, we forget all the bad parts. And some of us choose to do it all over again. And again. And again.

On the rollercoaster of motherhood, I am constantly reminded that this ride is not always a smooth one. But the feeling I get when my little ones wrap their arms around my neck or when I watch them achieve a goal or reach a milestone? Those will always be the highs that make this ride worth it in the end.

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