Most days it just seems insane that I’m their mom. A mom. A woman who has kids. Responsible for raising two human beings. The kids have been amazing through the transition of moving around the world. As long as they have their toys, are well-fed and pretty close to mommy, they’re fine. (That’s me, I’m their mommy. Crazy!) Parenting is truly sanctifying– a lot of times, I say something to the kids, and hear God’s voice echoing the words to me.
Nothing is yours. It belongs to me and I let you borrow it.
Stop being selfish. What does the Bible say? God loves a cheerful giver.
Are you glorifying God with how you’re acting right now?
I could go on… but mostly, I just love being a mom. As draining and exhausting and challenging as it can it, it’s even more rewarding, hilarious, and fun.
I’m their mom. Aren’t they cute?