On Being a Mom

This last month I have learned that deep down I really have so much more patience than I ever could have imagined I had. 

I have had long lists that haven't gotten accomplished-or even come close, I've missed showering, sung twinkle twinkle little star 'til I was blue in the face, and laid for countless hours trapped under a sleeping baby (that would sleep nowhere else) staring at blank walls and boxes that so badly needed to be unpacked. One day as I sat in silence thinking of everything I needed to get done that I couldn't, it hit me. This is what being a mom is about. Sometimes dinner isn't done when dad gets home, sometimes the bed goes unmade and laundry is left to wrinkle. But I'll never get back these precious moments. And if Charlie has taught me anything, something I learned very early on with her, it's to never take anything for granted. I cherish her. I cherish the laughter, the funny faces, the milestones, the smiles, the poopy diapers, the screams, the tears and everything in between. I realize everyday how lucky I am that Heavenly Father chose me to be her mom. I'm the lucky one. 

I love you baby C.