Dear Mama,

Kissing Meridian. Credit: Ana Cole Photography

You are not alone.

No really, you're not. You may feel like it right now, but what you don't know is that there are hundreds, if not thousands of other mamas fighting the same battle you are fighting right now.

Struggling with those 3 a.m. nursings? Your neighbor across the street is too.

In pain, both physically and emotionally from your birth that didn't go how you wanted it to go? So is the mom sitting across from you at story time.

Worn out from trying to deal with your preschool aged son? So is your son's classmate's mom.

You are not alone.

Even when you feel as if you are the only one out there.

The only one struggling with the choice to feed your daughter formula because you couldn't get nursing to work? The only one cloth diapering in a sea of disposables? The only one not able to afford all organic food for your child? The only mama who can't fit back into her pre-pregnancy jeans?

You are not alone.

For you see, what binds us together is that we are all mamas to someone. We have all been there. At some point or another, we have. Sure the story changes, but the title of mama does not.

So mama, today realize that you are not alone. Stand with confidence in the fact that you are who you are suppose to be. Mama extraordinaire. Relish in it, for you truly are not alone.


This letter is in part inspired by Sarah Bessey, but it's just as much a letter to myself, for both the past and the future. I'm also linking up with The Mother Letters Project. You are more than welcome to write your own letter to a mom and then link up here.