It’s quite a good morning. Aside from the banging in the back as the neighbours roof gets done. The banging must have started at least an hour ago. As I sit in the backyard having my morning coffee, I’m blessed to have another day to love my family, to live, to do things differently, to take risks, to make choices, to start new.
On a clear head, one is able to appreciate the blessing of life God has created. To be loved so much, one is given the bountiful of life. Think of that for a minute.
I woke up seeing all my children sleeping peacefully in one room, something that I often wake up to. It’s amazing to see what two people are able to create.
After having Apollo, things went on full speeds. I rarely get to bask myself in the beauty of being a mother, where I am fully present in the moments. It’s really hard when you’re head is constantly keeping tracks of motherhood duties. But this morning, this morning I woke up at six. I woke up feeling good. I woke up feeling content. As hard as motherhood gets at times and you all know how often overwhelming comes from a close distance, I am thankful and grateful for having the life I have and the people I love the most be HERE with me.
My heart is full. I AM A MOTHER, above all things, and this is the best gift I could ever have.
My children doesn’t see the mess, they don’t see the dirty dishes, they don’t see the hardship that comes with being an adult, they don’t worry the way adults do. Their innocence relinquish ‘the bad’ in the world. They see only those who they love and love them back. They see the world with love, with compassion, with kindness, with joy.
The most precious gifts to the world are children.
Today there is hope. Today, a new day, gives new love, new beginnings, new outlook, new life, new blessings.
Happy Friday, every one!