.something on my mind.

since i've joined the ranks of motherhood i seem to be receiving forwards ..and.. whatnot about how hard a mom's job is. how much money we really should make. how tough things are. how much credit we deserve.. And honestly they aren't sitting right with me. I do work hard. it is tough. i get frustrated and I do cry, but you know pregnancy wasn't easy for us. i've miscarried in the past and then after that it took a year to conceive. Pregnancy and Children are not rights -they are blessings from God. Like I said sometimes it's hard. I get super tired. I get frustrated but there are so many other things I get along with this job we refer to as "motherhood." I have been given a healthy baby boy, a gift from God to raise. I get smiles every morning. Laughs everyday. I get to see a human being grow right in front of my eyes. I have learned so much about myself and about the Lord over the last 6 months. What a blessing that truly is.

I have a friend Alison who is one of the original bloggers (well at least to me.) Her blog is private so I wanted to share this post. Although I don't get to spend lots of time with her I love to read her blog and adventures with her son Jack who is 2 and 1/2. I am sure Alison has her tough days but I am continually encouraged by her posts and attitude towards mothering, being a wife, and her son Jack...

"Mama, I love you so much"
Those are the words that Jack said to me as we cuddled tonight in between crying fits and hystericalness in the three hours since Jack went to bed. In the midst of Jack's tears and disorientation, I brought him to bed with me, which, as history has shown, does not really solve the problem. Although it does end the crying, it comes with a whole host of other issues, among which are countless questions ("Mama, can I touch your nose?", "Mama, do you want to cuddle with Chizzy?", "Mama, it's past your bedtime", "Mama, I'm really tired". So am I kiddo, so am I.) and the inability for Jack to sleep in any way that does not involve his legs kicking me in the kidney. Even so, in a moment of calm and quiet, I hear, "Mama, I love you so much" and my heart melts.Today, a good friend of ours stopped by and I had the chance to talk to him for a while. We have had the privelege of watching him grow into a man of great faith and maturity. As we were talking about some very real and hard things that he is going through, he talked a bit about his mom and her encouragement and advice in his life. I couldn't help but think about the days to come. The time that I pour into Jack now will have an impact on our relationship. I want him to know that I am always going to be his biggest cheerleader, his biggest encourager, and his sounding board. I'm sure that there will be days that I am utterly detestable to him and totally unhip, but I'll always be his mama.There are days that being a mom is exhausting. Today was one of those days. Even on these hard days, it's all worth it.