Azalea bushes. A date night with my baby daddy. Time with family. Mother's Day Weekend is here.
I am quite sure that I have never loved doing anything in my life as much as I love being a mommy, although playing with Barbies as a little girl is a close second;).
As many of you know, getting pregnant with Walker was no small feat and I still pinch myself when I think about the miracle of it all. I have to be honest and say that there are still times when I think “what if?” What if I had not gotten pregnant? What if I wasn't a mommy? What if the miracle never happened?
If I wasn't a mommy...
I would sleep in on Saturdays.
I wouldn't appreciate my mom enough.
I could still try on bathing suits at Target without fear.
People who always use their kids as an excuse would annoy me.
I would have a lot less picture frames around my house.
I wouldn't feel so vulnerable to pain and loss.
I wouldn't know the joy & excitement of bringing a baby home for the first time.
I wouldn't pray enough.
I would put my laundry away after I fold it...maybe.
The bath tub in the hall bath would never have water in it.
This blog wouldn't have any pictures.
My heart would be a little lot smaller.
I would cook with the handles out.
Happy Mother's Day to all of you who have experienced the joys & blessings that children bring into our lives. And Happy Mother's Day to all of you who have little ones in your life who you love like your own – nephews, nieces, sisters, brothers, friends... And Happy Mother's Day to any of you who may be hoping and praying for a child one day. You will be a wonderful mother, and all of this waiting will only make you appreciate the little things that much more.