The Beautiful Gift Of Life

I never really understood the beauty of being a woman before motherhood. How impeccable and admirable our strength is. What are bodies can handle and endure. The difficulties of life that we overcome day to day and still manage to be nurturers, and most times the peace and foundation that keep our families together.

Whatever we’re given, we tend to make it better. We blossom it and curate the most beautiful innovation from something as small as a mustard seed. Yes, without man, it would not be possible for Women to create life but without the woman’s care, nurture, and attentiveness to what’s needed for the complete success of a newborn child, life would not be possible. Life is created through the womb of the woman. We take the seed and through our bodies, we water it and give it life, all the while risking our own.

Having my son who is now two years old, gave me a new appreciation for being created woman. I had him young and I struggled. I struggled with identity and not understanding who I was. What I needed or what I wanted. I took a lot. I suffered a lot. The world ate me up and spit me back out. Depression and anxiety swallowed me whole, I was a lost soul. Having been put on the streets to fend for myself over money as a teen, being abused, and sexually assaulted, I had to grow up fast and I thought that having a baby would be in the way of life itself for me. I figured I would end up just like my mom, stuck in what I thought was a never ending cycle. I was afraid to be a mother. Terrified to say the least.

I didn’t have an easy pregnancy with the stresses of my partner who put us in financial hardship and at risk of being on these streets again, I wanted to die. Every day I asked God to take me because I was so overwhelmed. I felt so alone, worthless, and broken. But the beautiful being that was growing and developing inside of me kept me going. I wasn’t interested in being alive before having my son but during the process of his development, he gave me something to live for. I enveloped the feeling of hope, unconditional love, and the comfort it gave. I had never had that before. What was so broken in me, found a piece of light in being a woman who was carrying a child, something that came so naturally to me but what other women fight so hard for. I was grateful. It humbled me in a way.

By God’s Grace I gave birth to a healthy baby, and when he looked up at me it changed my outlook on the world that stood before me. It helped me realize that even though Earth is a crazy place, there’s a beauty in it that is absolutely amazing. No matter the obstacles that comes my way, I see the beauty in every adversity. That’s what gets me through. Optimism and knowing that no matter what happens, I will always be fine. As long as I do not lose sight of who I am as a human being, and when I do, I take one look at my son and I keep aiming forward. Even if you don’t have a child, there is always something or someone to live for no matter how many times life knocks you back. You only get one life, so live it to the fullest no matter the circumstance