At eighteen years old I would have told
you I'm not going to have a family
because I'm going to be a doctor and
that lifestyle is not fair to a family.
Fast forward four years and I became a mom to an amazing tiny little man.
What in the world was my eighteen year old self thinking?
A lot of buzz around the internet talks about
being a mama as this super hard exhausting task.
Here's the thing...
it absolutely can be hard and exhausting, but that is not all.
look back and think how in the world did I have 3 little boys 4 and
work full time, finish my teaching credential, and my master's
It really comes down to one thing.
I finished and survived all of that because I was a mama.
I wanted time with my boys,
I wanted better for my boys,
and I wanted to set an example for my boys.
I did the hard things because I was always thinking about my life with my boys.
Was I tired?
Was I frustrated at times?
Was it totally worth the early mornings and late nights?
Now I am stubborn by nature and a hard worker,
so this might just be how things work for me,
but I know in my heart doing all of the hard things comes back to my boys.
Making a good life for them was the push to get things done.
So on this Mother's Day I look back and think
how in the world could I do life without my men?
The short answer...
Being a mama brings me such joy.
This life is exactly what I was meant to do.