I was meant to be a Mom

The more time I spend as a Mom, the more amazed I am by my children. Granted, I've been a mother for less than two years. I feel like I was made to be a mother. Only two weeks after having Madison, I felt that THIS was my job. This is my purpose...motherhood. And what a grand reason to be.




Is this even me, writing these words? Just a few years ago, the thought of carrying a child and giving birth scared me to no end. What women in her right mind would put her body through such stress intentionally?

Here I am now, a mother of two... and I'd do it again in a heart beat. I have been blessed by God to have had such wonderful pregnancies and births. Some nights I lay in bed and relive the birth of my two beautiful children in my mind. I had little discomfort; the rooms were quiet and peaceful; and giving birth was a joy. Honestly, it was! I actually miss being pregnant. Am I crazy or just lucky? I would say that I was blessed.

I marvel at what my body can do and has done. It is a profound miracle what a woman's body can accomplish...all on its own. The odds of one tiny egg and one tiny sperm, melding together in perfect unison, to create one perfect life are staggering.

Thank you God, for my two beautiful gifts from heavan. I love you for my precious gifts.