I randomly came across this today. And it really struck a chord. How could it not? I have worn a great many hats in my 40+ years of life, but NONE that I cherish and thank God for as I do being a Mom. It is the very blood that runs through my veins and I wouldn’t change them for the world. Everything that I do, I do with them in my mind, heart, spirit and heart.
They don’t see you stand in the bathroom and gather your resolve every morning. They don’t see those of you who mother alone without much support. They don’t see the trips to the car back and forth and back and forth. They don’t see you counting to ten a dozen times before noon. They don’t see you look at the bank account and sigh and try to figure out how to make three meals with what’s left in your pantry. They don’t see you walking into the principals office, doctor’s office, friend’s house and defending your child.