When the boys finally went down for their naps today I stopped to remember how lucky I am. Today they have done nothing I have asked of them and have done everything I have ever asked them not to do.
There was a time I longed for a misbehaving child. I begged God for a crying, teething toddler. I prayed for sleepless nights spent caring for my children. I have been given exactly what I asked for. God answered my prayers.
Sometimes I forget. Sometimes I get frustrated with my kids. I then stop and say to myself, you are a mom. A mom who does not have to get up every morning to go to work. A mom who may still be in her pajamas at 11:00 a.m. because I have spent the morning cooking breakfast, changing diapers, wiping noses, cleaning up spills, playing with tractors and matchbox cars.
I am blessed. I am a mom. Exactly what I longed to be.