This year I’m celebrating my second Mother’s Day as a mama. I know, real veteran, right? I don’t even pretend to have something on the rest of you mamas out there but I can say that being a mother has changed me as a speech therapist, dare I even say, made me better.
Our experiences shape us as therapists. It’s something we often don’t realize or think about. Each experience uniquely etches itself on our hearts and molds the way we do therapy. Being a mama is like picking up those little tinted glasses on the counter and seeing the world through them. It changes everything.
- For one, I have loads more empathy. I now dread IEP meetings, not because of the massive amount of paperwork (although this plays a part), but because I feel the pain of the person sitting across the table from me. I see the sadness in their eyes as every.single.person around the table takes turns saying everything their child can’t do. Being a fellow mama has given me courage to hug that parent, ask if I can do anything for them, and speak praises of everything their child can do.
- I ‘m a lot less judgmental. Admittedly, during my pre-mama stage I would often think “If only the parents would work more with their child, they would be making so much more progress.” However, sometimes, it doesn’t matter how much work is done, progress can STILL be slow. And…there are nights that I too am too exhausted to read or work with my sweet Aisy-babe. Sometimes, just making dinner and making it to her bedtime is an accomplishment.
- I’m more resilient to noises and smells. Being a mama is messy and loud work. Having a baby who cried the entire first 3 months of her life has decreased my sensitivity and annoyance to loud noises. In addition, we mamas have had our share of blow-outs, spit-up and boogers so a few more is no cause for alarm.
- I work harder. Not that I didn’t work hard for my students before I was a mama, but I better understand the fear of giving over your child to a complete stranger. Every week, I drop Aislyn off at daycare hoping that she’ll receive love and kindness. The fear is the same with our parents. Instead of just getting frustrated, I’m more opt to stop and think, “What would I do if this were my child?”
Happy Mother’s Day to all you mamas out there! A special prayer for those of you who would like to someday be mamas. 🙂