I read this today and it blessed my heart. It just reminded me of the privilege that it is to be a mother to my children…especially Micah because I get to witness God’s power through them.
I became a mother in 2009 and it was the scariest, weirdest, most beautiful and difficult time of my life! Yeah…that’s what motherhood does to you…it makes you crazy. I try to remind my kids of that daily. Motherhood has brought out the best and worst in me. I never knew anger until I had children. I never knew love…the kind that you feel deep down in the pit of your stomach…that aching kind of love where you know that a part of you would die forever if anything bad happened to your child. Motherhood has taught me about patience, endurance, selflessness and I know God more intimately because I am a mother.
The other day my family went out for pizza. There was a lady sitting behind us who was eating alone and working on a laptop. We had a good time…my kids are doing better in restaurants and I am doing better and planning ahead. However, we are still a handful…we are loud and crazy…there is always at least 3 or 4 injuries accompanied by loud screaming and cries of what sounds like death. But there are also giggles and crazy ramblings about potties and stickers, princesses and Thomas the Train. As we were getting ready to leave, the woman that was sitting behind us approached me. I got pretty nervous and was ready for a lecture about how I was a bad parent. Instead she said that she travels all the time and she’s never seen a family who treated their children with such love and respect. She said that it was a joy to watch us together. I think she may have just been an angel from Heaven. I’ve NEVER been complimented on my kids in public…not to mention a restaurant. (Except for how adorable they are…duh!) I was incredibly humbled…tears came to my eyes…and I felt incredibly honored.
The thing that I’ve learned most from being a mom is what a pleasure it is to have children. They bring immense joy to me…and I love being a part of their world. We are weird…my carpet is gross…we talk about potties and we kiss a LOT! We laugh a lot and scream a lot. But, I’ve never known such joy. I am a completely different person because God allowed me to have children. They are a treasure and I hope they grow to know and understand that. I wouldn’t trade any of the “problems” or difficulties that we’ve been through (not even the labor and deliveries)…it was all worth it…to be able to look into their eyes and try to understand who they are and what they’re feeling…it’s just priceless.
Thank you God for making me a mother.
Until the next time :-),