Motherhood hasn’t been easy for me (and I think for most people it’s really tough at times)
I wish a year ago or two years ago I could have read what I’m writing now.
I have grown to love being a mom. Notice I said GROWN. One lesson I’ve been leaning into learning is growing into something you’re not yet.
I’m not saying I wasn’t a good mom before. But I am saying it’s taken me time to grow, learn, adapt to love being a mom.
Oh gosh, I love it.
I love waking up to “Twinkle twinkle little star” sung by little voices.
I love after shower cuddles and wide open arms to catch running hugs in.
But the things I love most about being a mom aren’t necessarily what I do for my kids.
It’s really what they do for me.
I can always count on my daughters for:
a hand to hold
a kiss
sweet giggles
a fresh view on the clouds or stars
to smell a flower with
to be my friend whenever I need it
They are there. They love me as much as I love them. It’s a two way street. And the most beautiful path this life has set me on.
Until next time,
-Paige
