To all the mothers….
You are a mother, dear friend, if you have ever….
loved a child (no matter the DNA).
prayed for a child (no matter the relation).
mentored a child (no matter the season).
You are a mother, even if you have never birthed or adopted a child. If you have a child you know, pray for, love on, and mentor – you are a mother. Those children down the street – they need you. Those children in your Sunday School class – they listen to you. Those children of your friends. They adore you. Those children you pray for, even if they are a world away – you are mothering them. Right now. Today. You are a mother.
To my children….
Thank you sweet ones. I love you so.
To my first born, you made me a mother almost seven years ago. You rushed in three weeks early after a long day and a half of labor. So loved. So special. I remember the doctor’s words: “Its a boy!” A boy? I thought for sure you were a girl. But you are all boy. Tough and active. Tender and attached. You are growing into the big brother role so well. You are their protector, defender, and leader. Your imagination is wild and free. Your generosity puts me to shame. So lean and tall, and still a little awkward. I love you dear son.
To my second son, the one who was a surprise at first, but grew so quickly in my heart. How can a such a little guy crawl so deeply into a mother’s heart? Your sunshine smile lights up the room. From your crinkly eyes to the big hugs, every part of your I love. You whisper My love you, Mommy every night. I can’t imagine my life without your sweet kisses. From the time you were a baby, you were such a happy boy. I hope that twinkle in your eyes and that contagious smile never leave!
To my first daughter, from the moment I laid eyes on your sweet kissable cheeks, I was hooked. How could I know that your personality would come so sudden and fierce. From your passion to live life to the fullest to your longing to be rocked (still) – I have grown to love everything about you. My blond hair, blue eyed beauty~you will do such great things with that wild sense of freedom God has given you. Lean into Him, dear girl.
Finally, to my China-girl, how my heart has grown to love you more in just the few months we’ve had you! For eight weeks you have lived in our house and smiled your way into our hearts. Your adorable cooing and tenacious personality are slowly unfolding before our eyes. You have made such progress and we are overwhelmed with you. Overwhelmed with how God has transformed the shy, withdrawn eyes and given you eyes that glow with a special spark. We are overwhelmed with the picture of the Gospel you give us – daily. Daily we see grace in you. Daily we see forgiveness in you. Daily we see the love of our Father. You are so special, and so loved.