Thoughts on mother’s day.

Raising our three boys is no doubt my life’s work, giving me the glorious title of mother.  This responsibility also brings with it an unparalleled beauty and contentment alongside challenges and doubts.

Oh what my children have taught me in such a short span of time.  In what feels like the blink of an eye, we are seven years into our journey.  Time is flying and children are growing no matter how hard I apply the brakes.  It honestly feels like water slipping through my hands.

Being the mother of these three little boys is such an honor.  They are so easy to love and I thank God for them every minute of every day.  I remind myself of this during the temper tantrums, spilled milk and moments of talking back.

I’m not going to lie, this path of motherhood has been a challenge.  This journey has brought with it moments when I have felt utterly alone, experiencing a different version of motherhood than my peers.

Yet even knee-deep in the trenches of motherhood I’m overwhelmed at how privileged I am.  Privileged to love these beautiful souls.  Privileged to be called Mommy.  Privileged to kiss the owies.  And blessed to be the one who prays a silent prayer over each boy as they sleep.  May the Lord bless you and keep you all the days of your life…

I love my children.  They make me laugh and cry, sometimes all at the same time.  They give the best hugs and kisses.  They are wonderful teachers.  They have taught me to relax.  To give into the moment and it’s simplicity.  They have taught me what real joy looks like.


And the joy is huge.  Everyday it is there – even when mixed with our struggles and failures – it is always there, a beacon of hope shining through.

I love Kay Warren’s definition of joy:  joy is the settled assurance that God is in control of all the details of my life, the quiet confidence that ultimately everything is going to be alright, and the determined choice to praise God in every situation.

No it’s not the unicorns and rainbows version of motherhood, but rather the heartbeat of a content and hopeful mother.

Perhaps this is the essence of motherhood?  Maybe life in general?

Raising up these precious souls, is truly a gift from God.  It’s wonderful and hard and beautiful all wrapped up together.

I love that.


Henry’s gift to me:

I love this…he was supposed to draw his favorite thing to do with his mom…this is a picture of us walking home from school {note the little ones in the stroller}.  Henry said he likes our walking time because we get to talk about our days.  I love that boy…

Yesterday Alex was extra helpful and the kids were on their best behavior.  We had brunch with my mom and two grandmas and spent the afternoon together.  There was plenty of sunshine and we were able to eat the dinner Alex prepared outside.  We wrapped up the day with an evening walk and Henry riding his bike alongside.

Oh, and I made Alex take pictures of me and my boys.  It was long overdue.

My day was just what I wanted it to be.

How was your mother’s day?


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