I know... another post about being a mother and raising small children... but here's the low down.
That is me right now. I am a mom with young children who consume my every moment of existence. I love it though. I love my children with every fiber of my being. They are my life. My life is not complete with out them.
Lately my thoughts have been consumed with their future. After watching this video over the holidays and my younger sister growing up and going away to college I can't help it. (PS... I miss you already Ali!! LOVE YOU!!!!) What are they going to become? Where will they end up in life? Who will they marry? Will they be successful? Are they going to go to college?
pants: H&M, sweater: target, hat: gifted, neckerchief: bambinos and bunny
As I sit and rock my baby girl to sleep, her big dark eyes stare up at me with a serene peaceful look on her face. I like to imagine she is thinking... "That is my mama... she loves me and takes care of me. I love her." Slowly her eyes start to get heavy and I begin to daydream about the woman she will become. I pray as I sit there rocking that I will be able to teach her and show her how to be a gracious, virtuous, woman of God. I dream of the days when she will rush through the door to tell me about her newest obsession in life or when she will call me on the phone to tell me about the gorgeous guy she is going on a date with Friday night.
I watch Christopher's little mind working day after day learning and absorbing his surroundings constantly. He is such a curious little thing. I watch as he examines his toys instead of playing with them. I like to think that he might grow up to be an engineer one day. I hope and pray though that he will be a strong, righteous man excelling in all aspects of his life, whatever he chooses for himself. I do hope that he will always remember his mama. That he will want to be my little friend forever.
My one constant hope though... the two of them will be best friends forever.