Mother’s Love Through Daughter’s Eyes

Many of our articles are about motherhood, but this time we want to talk about how motherly love manifests through a daughter’s eyes. The following story comes from a member of our editorial team who wanted to share her story with everyone – including those who are not mothers.

Maternal love through the daughter’s eyes

Spring 2017

When my partner and I first got on the bus together, we were both only in their twenties. There were so many people on the bus that only I got a seat. My boyfriend stayed to stand as close as possible in the crowd.

In front of me sat a woman with a baby muttering in her arms, which seemed to be about to cry. I looked the baby in the eye and noticed how his gaze followed me. I made funny expressions for the baby that he started laughing at. 

More people came on the bus, and I gave one my own seat, but I was still standing close to the baby. I was holding a jacket with a fur trim on the hood that made me laugh at the baby. I made a plush toy-like creature out of the hood collar to entertain the little band.

Gently, with my homemade dog-like toy, I touched the baby’s cheek and said “Hau hau!” and the baby just laughs giggling.

The baby’s mother was delighted with my gesture and thanked me for it. Maybe he also thanked me for not even starting to cry, the baby muttering his mouth at first. I thanked the woman for allowing me to share a beautiful moment with her baby. 

I found the woman to be happy but tired. However, I knew she was definitely a good mother.

I heard how many people traveling by bus whispered that I was still going to be a good mother. I agreed, even though I wasn’t thinking about having children at the time.

We got off the bus with my boyfriend. Neither said a word.

Soon, however, my boyfriend turned and said with a smile, “Even though I don’t want children, I have to admit that you would become a good mother. You seem to be having a good time with the kids, and they’re with you. ”

We continued our journey. Although I like children a lot, I still can’t think of myself as a mother. My boyfriend just laughed and continued his journey.

My perception of maternal love

I remember how my own mother often said she was born a mother. She said there is nothing else in the world that she would love more than her own children. That there is nothing that would make him happier than having his own children overcome the challenges ahead.

My mother said she is so proud and that she feels whole because she is allowed to share the love she feels.

Unlike my mother, many people believe that a woman may not have been born a mother. I know this is also true.

Even so, I believe in my mother. His voice convinces me that he is overwhelmed by a sense of happiness, and I believe it without words. I see it even when he says it to himself quietly, I only see it with his smile.

This story has nothing to do with my own motherhood, but with how I myself have experienced the love of motherhood in my life.

At 28, I only know how to be a daughter.

My mother has always been exceptional with me and my siblings. He has always been good to us and has shown his unconditional love for us.

I grew up seeing how my mother loved other people besides me, my brother, and other family members.

I am forever grateful to my mother

Thanks to my mother, I have felt loved and also learned to share love.

I am currently an aunt of five children, and many times I have been able to spend time with them, caring for and loving them like my own children. 

When I see a baby, be it on the bus, on the street, or in another public space, I remember how beautiful an example of love I have received from my own mother.

I accidentally learned motherhood

If one day I want to become a mother, I know I can love my children more than anything else.

Until then, I can find connection with other children with a look or a pure and sincere gesture. Always carrying with me the ability, or rather the gift of love.

If I don’t become a mother, I’m happy with how much I’ve been able to enjoy my mother’s love for me. 

Thank you mom – today, tomorrow and forever

Above all, I want to thank you for increasing the size of my heart with your love for me.

If something went unsaid, I have to write more about you.