Why I Love Being Your Mother

I saw this idea on Pinterest - to write a letter to my kids on Mother's Day to tell them why I love being their mother. I even put a reminder to myself to do this on my Outlook calendar! I think it will serve as a good reminder on those days when I feel like I am failing them or they are driving me a little crazy. (Kind of like today.) For the time being, I will plan to print it out and stick it their baby books - you know those mythical books we are supposed to fill with all the minutia of their lives, but we are too tired to get to most days. Sort of like this blog - I have a ton of drafts in the pipeline and ideas in my head but quiet time is rare anymore.
Anyway, I did do it on Mother's Eve night.

Dear Walter,
Why I love being your momma... I love when you smile. I love that this year you learned to say, "I love you." back. You can see the same train, truck or railroad tracks everyday, and everyday your are so excited to see it. It is like you are seeing it for the first time all over again. I love this enthusiasm. It makes me smile to see how somethings never grow old to you. I love how you lay on the floor with your head on your arm as you make you cars go all around. I love that you love reading and that you can sit for hours and study books. I love how you make connections of "same" things and then say, "I show you" as you show me the connections. You seem to have a photogenic memory.

It cracks me up when you say, "mmm that's good!" to the same old PB&J that you eat everyday sometimes twice a day. I love the way you say, "That's so nice." and "No thank you" when you are offered something you don't want to eat. Your laugh is infectious and sometimes really loud! It touches my heart the way you say, "Baby Jee" for Jesus and I love that you have a growing connection to Him already.
You give great hugs and have a nice hand to hold. You keep me on my toes and some days on my knees. You are all boy but I am glad that you are my boy.

Dear Rosie, Why I love being your momma... I have been hoping for you all my life. I always wanted a little girl so I could name her Rose. I also always wanted a red-head. That makes you are a dream come true. You have been alert from the beginning. You have such strong legs and I am so proud when I see you stand so tall and strong.  I love the way your nose wrinkles when you smile. I think you are beautiful and when you smile you remind me of the pictures I have seen of me when I was a baby. What a neat feeling to see some of yourself on someone else's face. I love to watch you move from one thing to another exploring and entertaining yourself. You are a little dynamo. I love that I can leave you in the nursery at church and you are content to crawl around and do your thing when all the other kids are crying. You just want to go go go. I love watching you see something new, the way you investigate things, like the first time you sat in grass. Although, I may be spoiling you I love that we snuggle in the very early hours of the morning. I love the way you babble it sounds kind of squirrelly and maybe a little like Milton in Office Space (a movie you can't see until you are much older.)

Both of you are the reason I want to be a better person and rise above my own weaknesses so I can show you the right way in life. Being a mom is sanctifying and sacrificing but you are both worth it. I will continue to become a better person, follow Jesus a little more intently each day so I can lead you to him. These are just a few reasons why I love being your mother.