No, lucky isn't the right word. I'm am very blessed.
I was able to quit my day job when my first little one came along.
My mom stayed home with me and my 6 siblings.
I am forever greatful for a mother that was willing to stay home to teach us and help us grow. Her time is worth more than any other gift she could ever have given us.
I always wanted to be like her and stay home with my kids.
(Here' my mom and dad. Aren't they cute?!)
The first few months after my first son was born I was restless.
I was full of new mom joy and postpartum depression, and I was so used to having a task list, or pile of papers to file, or clients to call. Now I was living on my babies schedule: feeding, changing, feeding, rocking, feeding.
It was emotionally draining and physically exhausting.
I spent nights in tears wishing for sleep but accepting the fact that if the baby didn't sleep, neither did I.
I knew that being a mom was going to be the best and the hardest job I would ever have. No one ever told me how much my emotions would be entwined with my new little stranger.
Having a baby is like having your heart outside of your body.
Now I have 2 amazing, smart, sweet little boys that I love so dearly! I know that God gives us children so that we can catch a glimpse of how much he loves us. It is vibrant, universe altering, and unconditional!
As mother's day is this weekend I thank my Father in Heaven that I get to be a mom.
I don't want a day of pampering , flowers, or breakfast in bed.
I want to spend mother's day being a mom: Reading stories, kissing owies, playing trains, singing songs, eating cookies and milk.
I want a day filled with horsey rides and tickle fights, sticky hands, chocolate faces, and sandy feet.
I just want to be a mom.
Happy Mothers Day to all of you AMAZING MOMS! You are doing a great and important work!
Enjoy your children while they are small because "the handprints get higher and higher and then one day they disappear. "
1 fabulous people said. . .:
This was a beautiful post. Thanks for sharing. When I got to the part about the handprints, I got a little teary-eyed. My daughters are teens. It does seem so long ago that I was wiping handprints off the woodwork, yet at the same time, it seems like only yesterday.
Have a wonderful Mother's Day with your boys!
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