I was asked to speak in Young Women yesterday about the joy of motherhood. Right after I was asked on Friday the baby started screaming and Eddie wanted something, but wouldn't talk to me so he was just crying. The thought of joy was NOT on my mind, but the more I thought, the more I realized just how much joy I really am blessed with as a mother.
Whenever my kids come up and put their arms around my neck and tell me they love me. When my kids are playing together and not fighting! (I particularly like when they play house and call each other "hun". It gives real perspective on how Kyle and I treat each other!!) The kids also like to have "dates" at their little table and talk about their day.
The first time Celeste felt confident riding her bike with no training wheels was so special because she just shined. The first day riding the school bus was another sad, but oh so happy day of accomplishment. Eddie learning to put his own socks and shoes on was his proudest moment. When the kids help each other unload the dishwasher - yes, the two year old unloads the dishwasher and he loves it!!
I have so many thoughts and blessing with being a mother. Gordon smiles at me and sometimes only me so easily, that I can't help but be grateful that I'm his mom. Is there anything better than sticky hands around your neck and a little voice saying "Mommy, I wuv ou!"
