When my children remember their childhood, I want only for them to remember that their Mother gave it her all. She worried too much, she failed at times & she did not always get it right, but she tried her hardest to teach them about kindness, love, compassion & honesty. Even if she had to learn it from her own mistakes she loved them enough to keep going, even when things seems hopeless, even when life knocked her down. I want them to remember me as the woman who always got back up.
I have such a strong love for a child that isn't even with us yet, a child that I pray to be blessed with every single day, a child I wish & hope for relentlessly -- and thanks to my unfailing faith, I know God will bless us with this child when the time is right ♥️