Photo Diary of the Last 3 Months...

I love being a Mom. Mother's Day is a special day. I cried tears of joy of exhaustion, of love, and of happiness. Being a mother is work. It is joy. It is laughter. It is eternal. I can remember the first month of Jake's life. I was in survival mode, tired to the core, but I promised that each time my sweet boy woke up my goal was to make sure he woke up smiling. I remember holding his tiny little body as he cried in pain when his tummy would cramp. He would try and tell us the best way he knew how that he wasn't feeling good. He would scream and scream until his fists would ball up and his face would turn red, then purple, then he would forget to breath, and then in one quick moment he'd breath, turn white, and then back to pink. It was so hard watching him cry like that. I thought for sure Heavenly Father knew how much I needed an easy baby. He didn't send me the easiest baby, but he sent me a baby that needed me, and I needed him and the lessons that will and have come with being his momma. I love him more than anything. He has always had really bad colic and it gets worse at night and in the early mornings, but with all the sleepless nights, I wouldn't trade missing those special sunrises with my little one. On Mother's Day, I thought about my mom. She is a saint in every way. I thought about my grandma. She promised to send us the very best as she passed away with cancer, and she did with Jake. I thought about motherhood. It is the most rewarding, and the most beautiful job in the world. It has brought our home more joy than life itself. Our sweet little Jake is the life of our days. Motherhood has opened my eyes. It has softened my heart. It has changed me. It is a 24 hr, round the clock, full time joy. My boy is my everything. I love my Jake. I love my husband. I love being a Mom.