"Mommy"... "Mom"... "Mom-ma"... "MMMOOOOOOOMMMM!!!" Doesn't seem to matter how it sounds, or what the emotions are behind the term of choice in the moment; I am convinced that being a mother is the greatest gift God has given me on this side of heaven.
As a little girl I was always very busy playing "house." I loved to play "mommy", complete with my own momma's clothes and lipstick, the doll cradle Grandpa Earl made for me, and baby dolls always tucked under an arm. So no surprise then I suppose, that as the oldest of 22 cousins and the neighborhood babysitter, I simply loved to be with children. Becoming a teacher was a natural vocation choice for me, and being a mother is a dream come true.
I am so humbled that God has chosen ME to be Johnathan and Tenleigh's mommy. Me... The mom that has (on occasion) let the kids watch cartoons ALL morning long, simply because I can not seem to scrounge up enough energy to get the day going. Or the mommy that has forgotten to get more milk for dinner, send snacks with Johnathan to preschool, AND brushed Tenleigh's teeth...and yes, all this in the same day!? How many times have I asked the good Lord to give me the right words to use with my very spunky, sassy, active 3 year old? And how many times have I been so thankful that the good Lord forgives all my impatient, crabby thoughts as I wait for my "pokey puppy" child when we are struggling to get out the door with not a minute to spare? Yes people, Mom-of-the-Year right here!
But when I have my quiet time with God, I am always so thankful that He has chosen ME for this awesome, scary, unpredictable, joyful, and sometimes cRazY role of motherhood. And I am so thankful that He has already chosen me to be the mother of our next precious, beautiful child. Prepare and equip me, Lord. I can not do mommyhood without You.
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