I was thinking the other day that I have never missed a day without seeing my kids. I felt overwhelmed with gratitude that I get to be a mom. Some days its hard and long and my patience wears thin, but when I think about it, I just feel grateful. I can’t believe that for some reason Heavenly Father thinks that I can do this…that I can teach them everything they need to know to face up to the yucky things this world has to offer and to embrace and love the good. I don’t feel adequate at all. And in reality, I would just assume keep them in my house forever so they’ll never have to see ugly things, hear bad words and be called mean names. The thought makes me weep actually. But because I know motherhood is a divine calling and that God qualifies who he calls (in everything), I have faith that I can do this and that everything will work out ok. So for now I’m just gonna love them and teach them all that I know and hope they’ll be happy forever because of it!
Aren’t they so cute? I think I’ll keep them.