Mother's Day truths

I'm writing this post on Saturday night. The night before Mother's Day. Truth is, I'm utterly exhausted. Truth is, I want to go to bed and sleep-in until noon. Truth is, I know someone will cry and need me within the next 2 hours. Truth is, I'd love my 26-year-old wrinkles to disappear. Truth is, I'd love to go to a faraway beach tomorrow and just sit and read (or sleep) in the sun. Truth is, I'd miss my babies too much. 

Truth is, they bring me more joy than I can ever express in words. They are the reason I get to celebrate tomorrow. Tonight they drove me crazy. They were overly tired and squirmy and Lily spilled a big cup of water while we were out to dinner because she insisted she wanted to drink out of a big-girl cup with a straw without a lid. Yup, recipe for spillage. 

But even after an evening of whining and crying and needy-ness, I still love them enormously. I still put them both to sleep and prayed with them and for them and thanked God for their precious little bodies. May I never go a day without thanking Him for their lives, even when the days are long, the evenings are crazy, and I'm exhausted. Because at the end of the day, these sweet faces are what I look forward to seeing the minute I wake up. Ahem, I mean when they wake me up. :)

Someone else put it this way:

"Real, raw, rock you to your core emotion. The lump in your throat and tears in your eyes moments over the small milestones they achieve. Daily heart attacks over almost accidents. Nightly tears over if you are doing it all okay and if you are a good mother. The lose your mind cause they drive you crazy and lose your heart cause you love them so much it hurts." 

May all the mom's know each of your lives are valued and unique and celebrated today.

Happy Mother's Day!