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Mothering Heals Me

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Tonight, while I changed the sheets on my daughters' bunk beds I couldn't help but remember moments of my turbulent childhood.

I was mindful of how I tucked the fitted sheets on their mattresses because while I did so, I vicariously tended to the bed I would have slept in as a little girl and added the attention I needed...

It healed me.

making the bedI was mindful when I spread out the wrinkles on their flat sheets so that they may sleep comfortably because my childhood sheets were often tangled up from my having to wrap myself up so tightly like a burrito to secure the safety of my little body...

It healed me.

I was mindful in making sure that their little pink glowing night light was plugged in and working properly so that they may not fear any "imaginary" shadows even though the one "real" shadow that lurked in my childhood bedroom was not scared away by pink night lights...

It healed me.

I was mindful in adorning their beds with their favorite stuffed animals and decorative pillows I sewed for them because my childhood bed was absent of dolls or anything dedicated to me by my mother...

It healed me.

I was mindful in re-taping the pictures they had put up on their walls of their daddy and I and others of themselves with their sisters because my childhood room never reflected any images of a memorable moment captured by the click of a shutter...

It healed me.

I was mindful in reminding myself that this life I chose, this life I've created, this life I am living and these daughters I am raising and loving and proud to call myself their Mama IS what heals me.

They heal my sorrow. They heal my pain. They heal the neglect. They heal the absence. They heal my fear. They heal my heart and soul and mere existence.

I partake in all the mundane, all the wondrous, all the exciting and draining and joy and love and disappointment and anger and beauty and sadness and all the other things in between mothering my three incredibly inspiring daughters...

Because THEY heal me...

 

Happily making the bed photo via Shutterstock.

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Stacy Morrison 29 pts

Beautiful and lovely. It is so amazing the resilience we humans possess, isn't it? And that the simplest things are what resonate the deepest. Thanks for sharing.

HopePerlman 5 pts

I relate to this. My mother died when I was about a year old, and after that, let's just say i related to Cinderella very intensely.

Having my own daughters has healed me, finally giving me an indelible mother-daughter bond. That's why I still make their lunches, even though they are capable of doing it themselves (13 and 9.75 years). It makes me feel good to do something for them I always had to do for myself, and always reminded me how unloved I was.

Nena1201 6 pts

I admire you, thank you for your realism and conviction. Thank you for reminding me how to be gentle with myself and for teaching us through your words how to a bit better of our own best friend... Thank you for being a Sister.

JennaHatfield 97 pts

This is just... beautiful. I'm always surprised by the ways our children touch our lives in those little ways we did not expect.

I am thankful your mothering has a way of healing you.

vjubis 12 pts

JennaHatfield Thank you, Jenna. The mundane is magical...

Glamamama66 6 pts

That was insightful and inspiring--thank you for sharing. G-d bless you for taking a terrible experience and turning it into a positive as a great mom.

vjubis 12 pts

Glamamama66 Thank you so much! I'm always surprised as to what will surface from my own childhood during the most simplest of tasks but mothering my three daughters definitely grounds me.

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