Seasons of Motherhood

A Spring Lockdown

So much has changed in our relationship during this surreal time in our lives. Even though I’ve had to learn super fast and hard that she’s fiercely independent, growing up in ways that I’m thankful I’ve had the chance to observe far more in these slowed down, stay at home moments. The bedroom door slams shut more than ever before and it feels like she doesn’t want me quite so much. Then I wake up to an extra body pushing me out of bed in the mornings, her arm slumped over me checking that I’m there. I’ve also had to turn into a mind reader, though I still keep getting it wrong, daily. Furiously casting my mind back to being 13 all over again.

This is Artifact Motherhood; a collaboration of artists from around the world who have come together to share our stories of the joys and struggles of our journey. Through our writings and visual records, we want to create memories that are more than photographs with dates written on the back. These are the artifacts we are leaving behind for our children and for generations to come.

This entry is the second in a new series which we’ve just begun doing called “Seasons of Motherhood” and is meant to be one picture and one caption that represents our current journey/season of motherhood.

Please visit the next artist in our blog circle, Hollie Stokes, and continue through all the artists until you get back to me.

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