Last weekend I went "away". For 29 hours I wasn't with my kids or my husband. I learned a lot, one of the most impressive lessons of the weekend was this:
I LOVE BEING THE MOM!
I like being the one that wakes them up in the morning, the one that helps them get dressed. I like making their breakfast and washing their dirty faces. I enjoy telling them goodbye as they march out the door and hugging them hello when they march back in.
Side-note. On my birthday the kids were guessing how old I am. Brig is determined that I'm 39. I guess for 39 I feel pretty good! When I got home from my weekend I was literally attacked with affection from all of them. They had decorated my bed with drawings and "presents" and were so sweet and cute. What a blessed Mommy I am (and the Daddy had dinner on the table when I got here and spent the evening just talking with me, the best part yet. As much as I love being a Mom, I love being his wife even more - it's a lot easier too).