Mother's Day

I woke up on Mother's Day thinking about how very grateful I am for my kids.
As long as I can remember, 3 was my magic number. I wanted three. Specifically 1 girl and 2 boys.
Crazy, huh?

So here I am... years later with my perfect little bundle.
All three challenge me in different ways. They make me grow, make me better, make me laugh, allow me to make mistakes and love me through my craziness.

The reason I am who I am and where I am has a huge amount to do with who they are.

Them.

Her.
Kind heart.
Lover of Christ.
Focused.
Driven.
Sarcastic.
Aware.
Private.
My forever Grey's partner.

Him.
Loyal.
Funny.
Faith filled.
Helpful.
Tender heart.
Social.
Adventurous.
My forever deep thinker.

Him.
Spirited.
Determined.
Sensitive.
Imaginative.
Empathetic.
God loving.
Confident.
My forever snuggle buddy.

Them. They are making me me. They are creating this woman who is forever thriving to do better, who worries more than she should, who drops to her knees daily, who loves harder than she ever imagined, who has become a taxi driver, therapist, waitress, nurse, paper editor, logistics manager... who has become so much more than she ever thought and wouldn't trade a second of it.

This Mother's Day was filled with moments of them. Moments I never want to forget.