I would not trade motherhood for anything. I have seen every milestone, potty accident and word formation. I am able to watch her little heart slowly soften towards her Creator. You can't put a price, a lifestyle or a salary on it. I thank my husband for giving me the gift of being a stay at home mom, and my Lord for giving me three babies. My cup overflows.
i've discovered that this act of mothering, it is my worship to Him right now.
dying to self and delighting in them. and, oh, it is messy and sloppy
sometimes. there is failure, yet forgiveness and grace and growing.
there is beauty in the everyday--
in the seemingly monotonous.
there is joy in the small.
if only we take time and discover it.
super mama of 9 (including twins)