Blessed

I have to take a minute to say, that even though Sunday’s blog really shows how stressful it has been being without the Hubby, I am so very blessed! I LOVE my children. With every fiber of my body they are what makes me happy and who I am, and who I want to be; their mom. And I feel like such a doof because as I am sitting here typing this I am crying… but there are just those moments in life where I can sit quietly and catch them doing something amazing and sweet, and I can’t help but cry with joy for the sweet gift I’ve been given.
I woke up this morning, and was a little sad because I fell asleep last night while saying my prayers and never had a chance to, at the end of a REALLY hard day, still get the chance to tell my Heavenly Father how thankful I was that He, for whatever reason, decided to allow me such amazing children.


But I told Him later, and I am telling everyone now…If I could I think I would shout it to everyone, all the time.


I love them, and I can’t get enough of them! I love when they call me to cuddle, and jump in puddles with them. I love the 756 million weeds they bring me as ‘flowers’, and the endless times of day they need kisses to make them ‘all better’ after falling on their bikes. I love the bickering that I hear when they are in quiet time, and I love how crazy it makes me that I have to say, “Shut the door” or “turn off the light” at least five dozen times each day.
I can’t imagine never having those things in my life, and at the end of the day, I am glad that I can still be thankful for them, and remember that I am the most blessed woman in the world because of those three little boys.