Sunday, May 8, 2011


I was sitting here, the evening of Mother's Day, thinking about how this day didn't go quite as I had planned.  I'll admit that it wasn't the best Mother's Day.  I was feeling a bit sorry for myself, and then my children's faces popped into my head.  I realized how lucky I am to have them in my life.  Each of them so different, and so special.  And I couldn't help but think about just how blessed I am.

For Abbi - for her smile that seems to go on for days.  I love how she loves life.  How she is such a free spirit.  How she believes that by saying "I'm Sorry" all of the problems and hurt go away.  I love that she still loves to cuddle after nap time and when she gets tired.  I love her laugh and her love for her family.  I love that every single day, she asks to go to nana and gump gump's house, or to one of her cousin's houses, or to grandma and grandpa's house.  I hope she always keeps that love of family with her.  I love that she is the smartest little 2 year old that I know.  I love that she dances in circles and sings songs at the top of her lungs.  I love that she can't go to bed at night without a kiss from both her mommy and her daddy.

For Easton - I know he's only been with us for 2 short months so far, but there is already so much to love.  I love that he is such an even tempered baby.  I love that he smiles so big for his daddy and his sister.  I love that he sleeps so well and that he's always so happy to just chill out in his bouncy chair.  I love the cuddle time we get together.  I love the way he looks up at me when he is eating - I can already see the love in his eyes.  I love wondering what kind of boy he's going to be, what kind of man he is going to be.

As I was thinking about these 2 angels in my life, I couldn't help but realize that it's not about the day - it's about how blessed we are.  I remember back in my early 20s, how I just wanted to be a mom.  It's the only thing I've ever felt like I was called to do in this life.  It's definitely the hardest job that I have ever had, and sometimes I wonder how I'm going to raise these children to be what I want them to be - what their Heavenly Father wants them to be.  But I know I have a lot of love to give, and the love that they have given me is more than I could ever ask for.  And that makes this a perfect Mother's Day!

1 comment:

Michelle said...

I'm not sure if Mother's Day will ever be as good as I hope it to be. :)
But your post is a sweet reminder. love you