hear me roar.

I am a mother.

Yesterday I did a lot of thinking about motherhood. What a glorious thing it is to be blessed with a baby. What a miracle it is to be able to conceive a child, have it grow inside you, and then bring it into the world. I am grateful for the ability to have children of my own, and I'm grateful that the Lord sent Rhett to me. We are a perfect fit. We both love to sleep; we both cry when we are hungry, and we both love Dewy. Can life get any better? I submit that it cannot.

As I held Rhett at 4 this morning and rocked him back to sleep I realized what a clean slate he was. It is my job to teach him everything. It is my job to make sure he has the guidance he needs to be a good person. No pressure. I'm up for the job. I never knew how fullfilling it would be to love someone the way a mother loves her child. My heart is full.

Special thanks goes to my own mother for being a fantastic example of what a good mother is. I have a wonderful mother who serves her family and others before even considering herself. If I can live up to be half the woman she is I will have done a good job. Special thanks also goes to my mother in law for being who she is and for raising children the way she did as well. I am married to a wonderful man, who would attribute his goodness to his mother as well. We are surrounded by wonderful women in our lives. Here's to you. Thanks for all you do.

I hope you all had a great Mother's Day yesterday.