There were other choices I could have made. Other paths to walk down. I won’t flatter myself, being a neurosurgeon was never in the cards, but motherhood was not a default mode for me. Did I fully understand the domino affect that would take place when I allowed those tiny humans into my heart and home? How they would consume my every thought, and change the way I viewed the world around me? No. Certainly not. Are there moments when I stand on the frayed edge of sanity? Yes… many. But I love it. I love being with them! Sitting around the table, playing memory while we eat popcorn is my idea of the perfect night. I love it in ways that words will not do justice. I am passionate and enthusiastic about this dream I am living! I love being their guide through life. Even when I feel ill equipped for the task, it is always my goal, through the Lord’s strength, to grow in wisdom and grace… to be better than I was before. I make mistakes. I am making them right now. I say the wrong things, my temper can be quick, and my words clumsy. My prayer is always that the Lord will allow them to see past my foolish ways and see my heart… a heart that loved them so much it hurt.
Our daily lives can be full of the mundane, the tedious, all the obligatory tasks… don’t loose sight of the goal. Don’t loose that passion and joy! This thing we call motherhood is a beautiful journey, treasure it. Don’t let tiredness make your decisions. Never underestimate the impact you are making, and walk worthy of the calling you have been given.