Moms are a Blessing

​Today I want to honor all the mothers in my life. You are beautiful, you are cherished and you are loved. And though we’re not perfect (because let’s face it, kids DO NOT come with instructions) your work and dedication never went unnoticed in God’s eyes. 
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 Being a mom isn’t an easy task. Whether you’re married or single, no one can prepare you for motherhood. It doesn’t matter how many books you read, or movies you watch. Until you’ve become a mom, you can’t grasp the beauty of what an honor it is to raise your children.  
For me, I was 21 when I had my first son. I was scared to death to be a mom. I had so many sleepiness nights because he suffered with colic.  I often cried myself to sleep. I wondered if I was cut out to be a good mom.   Then out of nowhere it happened; their first smile, their first giggle and then their first steps.  Nothing replaces the joy of seeing that little face staring at you and knowing “they are a part of me”. 

     We are your biggest cheerleaders and your swift kick in your behind. We stand proud when you cross that finish line, or give you that reassuring hug when you come in last place.  We take care of you when you are sick and we let you crawl in bed with us when a thunderstorm rolls in.   
     We make your favorite meals and we hear our name called out in a crowded room. We yell the loudest at your sporting events and we’re the ones embarrassing you with kisses in front of your friends.  We know the right words to say after you’ve had the worst day of your life and we stay up till midnight helping you with your project, so you get an “A”.
     We’re the shoulder you leaned on after your break-up and we’re also the ones making sure you’re still cleaning your room.

      Then, out of no-where, something beautiful happens. In a blink of an eye, those babies you nursed, prayed for and raised-grew up right before your eyes. You realized that after all the sleepiness nights and endless worrying through their teenage years that these children were a gift; only given to us for such a short time. It’s knowing that you did the best job you could ever do, with the tools you were given. Its realizing that all your prayers, tears, hopes and dreams for your children are all in place -as they step out into this great big world to start their own life. Yes, moms are a blessing.

     To MY mom, my best friend and the one who loved me through some pretty bad situations- and you still cheered me on. You are the strongest person I know and I want to be just like you. You taught me to never give up, always keep breathing and never take my life for granted.  Though you tell me often that you were not a perfect mother (because none of us are) I learned one thing that I will cherish forever:
     You loved me right where I was at, in my foolishness, in my brokenness, and now in my journey to a new life.  I am forever grateful.

​Mom, you are my blessing.