When Someone Told Me a Mother’s Love Was Sacrificial…
This simple sentence carries far more weight and depth than anyone can imagine. The weight of this role never truly settles until I become one myself.
I remember once, my mum came home late after picking my sister up from school. I was worried. I couldn’t reach her because, back in those days, phones weren’t a thing. I kept pacing helplessly at the gate, tears welling in my eyes. When she finally appeared, relief washed over me. It was then I realised she was limping, her leg bleeding.
Still, she rushed into the kitchen and started preparing dinner like it was just another evening. I asked her, “What happened? Why don’t you just rest? Stop cooking.”
She smiled through her exhaustion and simply said, “It’s okay, don’t worry. You will understand it one day…”
I didn’t understand it then, but now I find myself doing the same, almost instinctively. The little acts of selflessness, often unnoticed, are the true backbone of motherhood.
When my son came into this world 6 years ago, I didn’t just give birth to him. I birthed a new version of myself.
This journey into motherhood has taught me to truly appreciate the sacrifices, woes, and silent fatigue my own mother endured for us.
The process is humbling, and I’ve come to realise just how much of her life was quietly poured into ours – from carrying us in her womb to carrying our worries long after we’ve grown. Shaping a life, from a tiny spark to an independent being, takes unimaginable grit, patience, and resilience.
I see now – this thing called mother’s love.
It’s not a duty, but pure love and devotion.
And I’m learning to honour that—both in her… and in myself.
It’s not just the big sacrifices from the sleepless nights, the paused dreams, the way you start putting yourself second without even realizing it.
It’s the small, quiet ones too.
Swallowing your worries so your child feels safe.
Holding space for their emotions while yours spill quietly into your pillow after they’ve gone to sleep.
It’s choosing them, over and over again.
Even on the hard days. Especially on the hard days.
Under Kindred Skies, we each undergo different challenges of motherhood. While our experiences are unique to us, the love of a mother remains unwavering.
We honour that kind of love today.
The kind you don’t fully grasp until you’re living it.
To the mothers who give so much,and to the ones learning to love themselves again through the journey – You are not alone.
If you’re in the thick of it, wondering if you’re doing enough? You are.
If no one’s told you lately: You’re doing something extraordinary.
And your love, even in silence, is the loudest kind there is.
We’re Pearlyn and Sha — two digital strategists (and moms) who’ve been in this game for over a decade. We help brands connect with modern moms in ways that are strategic and human.
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