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Motherhood and the Awakening of Creativity

Kat Molesworth

Motherhood is more often than not talked about in terms of what you give or give up. Each Mother’s Day there’s someone (normally someone trying to sell you something) telling us how much money a mother should earn or how hard their job is. I don’t see it like that.

I’ve never thought of being  parent as a transaction any more than I think about how lucky I am someone’s not charging me for all of this air I’m breathing.

For me, motherhood was like the bursting of a dam. It released me from the restraints of limiting beliefs and allowed me to step outside of what was expected of me. Becoming a mother rubbed away the parts of me that gave a fuck and without them I could start to imagine a world in which I wanted to live.

And with the breaking of the dam came the flood of creativity. Writing, photography and making unfurled within me and all of the things I had been advised not to pursue returned me to centre.

At the moment when I felt like I was pouring my whole self into creating other people I also opened like a flower. I found myself and my direction.

No, motherhood is not a transaction. Motherhood is a mutual gift; one which births and renews. It’s with gratitude that I accept this gift and everything that comes with it.

Happy Mother’s Day friends. Sending love to all of you who are celebrating and remembering today.

Housewife Anniversary

Three years ago in April I left work to begin maternity leave. I went a little early but I was so fed up I needed a little tranquility to get ready for my babe. As she was nearly three weeks late I had plenty of long sunny days to myself. I filled my time with yoga, pre-washing nappies, paninis and naps – what luxury! Then the baby came and despite the certainties of everyone else I didn’t find life tedious and dull. Far from it, my life blossomed. The rich and varied world of motherhood and housewifery filled my heart. I found ways to earn a modest living from home and handed in my resignation without having to return to work.

Three years down the line I have two children flourishing and I am just as in love with my role as I always was. My house is far from being the best kept (more like worst kept) but everything is done eventually. We fill our days with friends, creativity and giggles. Each April when the blossom blooms I feel the gentle calm in my soul and give thanks that I can walk this path in life.