Last night when we were going to bed, Aaron asked me what I loved most about being a Mom. I think my response to him was something smart mouthed like "Anything that doesn't involve dirty diapers, whining or kids getting busted is my favorite thing.", but in all reality there are SO many things that make being a Mom the best thing in the world. It's no secret that I have rough days with the most strong willed child on the planet, and that I've struggled a lot with my view of what Mommy-hood should look like, in terms of "should I feel guilty if I work?", "Am I any less of a woman because while I love staying home with my boys, I still feel like I have a separate mission field besides that?" etc. etc, BUT I think that has made me look harder at what I absolutely LOVE about being a mom, so here are just a few of my favorite things about the awesome little boys I've been blessed with.
*Dance Parties
*Baby giggles
*Bug Catching with Cubby
*Whispering "I love you" in my ear like it's a big secret.
*Watching them grow into little people.
*Seeing how EXCITED they get to be praised and shown love.
*Watching their wheels turn when they are figuring out something new.
*The insight and wisdom that can only come from a child. Sometimes it's funny, sometimes it's silly, and sometimes it just what you needed to hear. It's incredible really.
*Being able to take them on adventures and share with them special things that my parents shared with me when I was a kid.
*Watching them grow in the spirit, and being in awe about how they understand things so much easier, like it comes simply to them. True testaments to faith like a child.
*Feeling the immense honor and privilege it is to be their Mom. That God chose Aaron and I to raise them. To bring them up in his love.
*Hearing all the things Jacob did at school and how excited he is by them.
*Story time.
*Movie, popcorn and candy nights with lots of snuggling.
*Cuddles after nap time.
* The trust they so clearly give me.
*Family Hugs.
*Watching them interact with daddy, especially their desire to play and learn guitar with him.
*Knowing that they accept unconditional love, and give it back, with no expectations, other than desiring to be loved and cared for.
And these are just to name a few. My little soldiers make life so much brighter, and it is a blessing to be called Mommy.
Ready for a walk in the bike trailer.
JoJo cracking up.
Cubby and a wishing weed.
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