No craft...but an observation...

Being a mom is hard...really hard most of the time! sometimes.  It requires lots of love, even when you feel like you can't give another ounce.  You were born with two arms but you need to have 10, you need to be able to think a thousand thoughts at once while keeping your mind on task and you have little people who count on you for every.little.thing...then let's add a husband and his needs to the mix!

We have four children...though I never knew exactly how many children I would have someday, I never thought I'd have four...and so far apart with a bit of an age gap at that!  But, it works.  While changing diapers I get to threaten our 16 yr. old with her cellphone usage...while wipping a nose I get to hear how the dramatics on the playground unfolded between girlies from a 10yr. old's perspective.  I cut up ones food as he acts like he's starving to death while observing another deciding if she wants to eat what I have offered. 

But you know what?  These are the blessings that God has given me and they are all TRUE blessings...

When I was younger, I prayed that when I grew up I just wanted God to give me someone to genuinely love me...someONE but he gave me five...my husband and our babies.  They all love me when I don't feel good, when I just get out of bed & need a shower, badly!  When I create an ala-carte dinner because I haven't been to the store, when I freak out because the house is a mess & company is coming in 10 minutes!  They just love me...even at times when I couldn't love myself.  I am their teacher of life.  I am a referee, a taxi-driver, cook, cleaning lady, laundry gal, banker, schedule maker, etc...but most of all, I am their mother and I am blessed beyond words...