Well, at least I'm writing a bit on holidays.... (So much for my noble intentions for writing more here about my life.)
I love being a mom. I love it more and more as each month and year passes. I think that is because I'm growing into this role more and more (I hope I am, at least) and also because I realize more and more how quickly they really DO grow up. It's killing me, actually, to think about it. I wish I could go back and mother my little ones with what I feel I know now, and I worry that it'll be like my LDS mission...where I finally felt like I knew how to be a good missionary when my mission was over.
My alarm clock yesterday was my 9-year-old curling up in bed next to me. Quickly behind her was her brother and sister, with gifts in hand. #3 had covered my computer desk with notes and coupons. I will have to take a picture. She is my notes girl. I think that is her language of love.
This is the ecard I selected for my own momma. I made a list of some of the reasons I am grateful for her.
A Million Thanks
(By the way, I'm letting it run to see if it really does go up to a million. But yes, I turned the sound off!) ;)
Mother's Day content abounds, but here are a couple of favorites:
The Influence of Mothers