Today, we’re having a family picnic and spending the day outside. Being with my Littles is in of itself a precious gift. The gift of motherhood.
A gift that is never ending, always changing, and forever blessing.
I look at my Little A. now, at three and half years old, and wonder – how did we get here Little Man? Let me hold you and rock you in my arms again. But, now I tell wild stories about elephants in caves and we play hide and go seek – we’ve crossed over from the baby years and into something new. Something he is excited about and I’m settling into. Oh, and when I get comfortable here, he will grow some more. That is parenthood – growing with your children, not just watching them grow.
And our sweet Abigail, nearing 5 months old – showing more and more personality and character with each passing day. What a gift to our family she is. I hold these two kiddos close and think – Yes, this is being a Mother; being entrusted with these gems, these beautiful souls. I am blessed and even on my toughest days as a parent, I still know that and am thankful.
Happy Mother’s Day! I hope all the Mommas out there are being loved on by their families!