A Mother's Love

I have been blessed by the Lord with four amazingly unique children. I carried them in my womb for nine months and I remember each delivery like it was yesterday. It's true the memory of the pain subsides, but the memory of the delivery stays for each child as if it were yesterday. A mother never forgets. 

With each child, each delivery brought a new spirit into this world, a new life. Not a life I owned, but a life given to me as a blessing. A child is not owned by myself, it is its own self, free to be its own individual nurtured that one day becomes an adult and can make its own decisions. 

As a Catholic mother, I trust in my faith. I believe that my children have been taught their virtues and values needed to become strong adults in this world. They may falter, they may fall, they may do wrong, we are all human. But, as a mother it is not my place to ever judge my children. I treat them all with the same love and respect.

Father has told me, there is no greater sacrifice than being a mother. It is the greatest gift God can give a woman. It is also the most painful at times. Keeping my faith strong will get me through the toughest moments of motherhood. Remember, no mother suffered the greatest as the blessed mother. So, as I kneel before her, I always light a candle for each of my children. 

Faith and prayer goes a long way. Morals and values are what a true Catholic family stand by. We are forgiven for our sins at baptism. I was baptized as an adult and for me that was a great gift. Everything prior to that moment was cleansed away. 

I am a very faithful woman. The ones who truly know me know that. I don't need to gloat or share it with the world. I am a mother and have been blessed with the gift of living within our means, not being in financial debt, and I have been able to stay home and care for our boys. It is the greatest job in the world. We thank the Lord for this blessing. My husband's hardwork and fifteen hour days makes all this possible. He takes leftovers for lunch. I make dinner. We sit at the dinner table as a family every night. That's a blessing. 

My children are blessed now with a normal life. Stability, strength, worship, not as if I need to explain anymore. Motherhood isn't about materialistic things I provide, it's about guidance, nurturing, support, LOVE, understanding, involvement, devotion, integrity, trust, and most of all it's simply just being there. 

My children were given to me by God. Someday we are all returned to him. When I am returned I want them to know I loved them when I was here, I never want them to feel empty inside at my grave. If so, I have done wrong in God's eyes. Children are to be loved at any age. I adore mine in my heart and can stand before God now and atest my love for my children without a single ounce of hatred. 

My love for each of them is beyond words. Two have grown and spread their wings, two are little and still at home. All in my heart are still babies. I can still feel the kicks in my womb. Only a mother can feel. No one else will ever understand that gift God gave to me.