Motherhood to me is one of the most important and fulfilling aspects of my life. I mother with my whole heart and fiercely try to remember the gifts that have been placed in my life.
Our journey into motherhood was not the easiest, yet, without making light of what we went through, I now understand why all the events needed to fall the way they did. It has given me a stronger purpose to be their mom.
Ever since I was a little girl I wanted to be a mom. I remember my sister and I would spend hours using our imaginations playing “house”, and we would argue about who would play the mom and who would play the child. Being the younger sibling I would typically lose that argument and play the child, but when she let me play the mom I was overjoyed.
As a teenager I envisioned being married by 23 and having my first child soon after. For some reason, this number was always in my head. But after going to college and setting my sights on grad school, marriage seemed like the last thing on my mind when I actually became that age.
It was around that time though that I ventured into a long term relationship. I thought he was going to be the one but when we ended things many years later, I found myself single in my very late 20’s.
I wasn’t sure when the reality of being married and becoming a mother was actually going to happen.
As a mom of multiple children, life is filled with love, love, love, sprinkled with busy. I am a mom of three (4 year old, 2 1/2 year old, and a 7 month old), and this is an extremely active season in my life. If I had a dollar for every time a stranger said to me, “You’ve got your hands full” I would have all three kids’ college tuition paid in full!
When I was a mother of two I would nicely reply, “Full hands, full heart”, and now as a mom of three I kindly reply, “Yes, I do have my hands full; full of joy!”.