I sit here at my keyboard with every intention of busting out a Mother’s Day post,
but my mind is a tad overwhelmed.
I replay in my mind, my past 2 1/2 years as a momma, and so much comes to surface.
As of lately, I feel like I’m mothering on a prayer.
I have days where I am so in over my head, I can’t believe God has put me in charge of this little being.
I have days where I am certain I am doing it all wrong.
Motherhood is about teaching our littles the right way, even when you arn’t even sure what the right way is.
Creating a road map.
I’ve learned to embrace this journey.
I am reminded that this Hallmark holiday is not MY day, but her’s.
Landyn came into my life and granted ME Momma, so I choose to celebrate HER.
Thank you sweet girl for giving me this special gift. Thank you for teaching me how to stretch my heart so fierce, it could burst.
Thank you for showing me how to love. For being my rock, my sole purpose in this life.
And to my dear Momma.
Thank you for teaching me the meaning of sacrifice. For your forgiving heart.
For showing me on my way, and standing behind me when I fall.
For lighting up Landyn’s world.
Things for my mom haven’t always gone as planned, but she has taught me to never give up, despite the cards you are dealt. I love her for that.
I celebrate YOU momma.
May we remember that the gift of motherhood is far better than anything that can be wrapped up with a bow today.
My heart is with anyone who has lost a mother, child, or anyone who doesn’t have a baby to embrace. May you know you are covered in prayer today and always.