Motherhood Is Different Now Than It Was For Her All Those Years Ago.

grandmother and mom

Motherhood is different now than it was for her all those years ago. She didn’t have to filter her words or feel like she had to justify her parenting style to people she didn’t even know.

Motherhood is different now than it was for her all those years ago. She didn’t have to worry about if her kids got into the best preschool, ate all organic food, or could read and write by age 4.

Motherhood is different now than it was for her all those years ago. She didn’t have to explain her choice to go to work or stay at home with her babies to anyone besides her husband and herself.

Motherhood is different now than it was for her all those years ago. She didn’t have to call up a friend with tears in her eyes and ask for help with a colicky newborn because there was always another family member or friend close by to help out anyways.

Motherhood is different now than it was for her all those years ago. She was under constant pressure to be the perfect wife, to keep having babies, and to be the ideal mother.


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Motherhood is different now than it was for her all those years ago. She didn’t have many options for schools and programs to send her children to nurture their growing minds, nor much of a social outlet outside the walls of her home.

Motherhood is different now than it was for her all those years ago. She primarily stayed home because that’s what women were supposed to do and only worked when there was an extra bill to pay or someone needed a new pair of shoes that wasn’t in the tight budget.

Motherhood is different now than it was for her all those years ago. She had to walk a fine line between accepting help from loved ones around her and feeling like she was less than as a mom if she chose to do so.

My grandmother holding my mother.


Britt LeBoeuf

Motherhood is different now than it was for her all those years ago. In some ways, it was easier. In some ways, it was harder. In some ways, I envy her being able to raise her babies in an age without the outside world creeping in to tell her what she should and shouldn’t do in her role as a mom. In some ways, I feel lucky that I am able to reach another mama by typing a message on a magical keyboard in a matter of seconds.

No matter the differences, being a mother is hard. It’s joyous. It’s drop-dead tiring. It’s wonderful. It’s the hardest and best thing we’ll ever do during our time on this Earth.

Motherhood is different for all of us, then and now, forever and always.

This story originally appeared on These Boys of Mine

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