Celebrating Moms (and kids)

Today we celebrate moms. I've been sort of emotional today. Couldn't read the poem on the back of Leah's hand print without tearing up. Bryce wrote the sweetest heartfelt letter to me. Teared up. Took my mother-in-law to church. Teared up there several times. Not full on crying, just touched. I feel so fortunate to have this role. There are days like this, when all the tears are happy ones. There are days when the tears are overwhelmed ones, you know, the ones where you lock yourself in the bathroom and just cry. I had one of those this week too, when I realized it would take me 6 hours to get my house looking spic and span. And so on this day we honor mothers for all the tears and sweat they put into their kids and families.

But today, I really felt like I should be celebrating my kids. After all, they are the ones who gave me the greatest purpose. They deserve this day (although everyday is all about them).Without kids, I'm not sure I would have learned that the world doesn't revolve around me. They have made me understand what it is to be unselfish. To put others needs and comforts above your own. They give me a reason to get out of bed every morning and try to make the best of things, even when things aren't going according to plan (every. Monday.). I can write every cliche about parenting here because they are all true!

They make me proud everyday in different ways. I hang on their every word because the stuff that comes from those little heads amuses me. I can't imagine a life without those moments daily. They make me feel rich in emotion. So today I celebrate them, because they have made me a better person, bottom line.