Over the weekend my family and I celebrated my first Mother’s Day as a mom of two! But Mother’s Day isn’t about me. It’s about me and my boys. The day I met my husband, the day I gave birth to Kingston and Jaxson—I will cherish forever. Because of my husband I was able to experience the most amazing thing there is: Giving birth to my beautiful boys. The day they came into the this world, the moment I first held them in my arm—prickly and warm from the rush of adrenaline—I knew that I would do anything for them.
Being a mother has taught me a lot of things one being that we’re “real life-changers, every single day”. I never knew the strength I truly had inside of me. Giving birth alone is very painful and requires a lot of strength + energy but raising children—that is hard work. Most days I’m extremely tired but I keep on going. I worry about my boys a lot but I also have so much hope for them. I feel overwhelmed at times but I don’t quit. And yet I’m far from being perfect. But that’s OK.
So this Mother’s Day, my first Mother’s Day as a mother of two, I didn’t sleep in, however I could use the rest. I didn’t get a spa day, even though I could use the break. I’m going to be right here, together with my boys.
Just you and me.