And because this is my fourth child, I am that much more afraid. Much like marriage, being a mother is an act of courage and submission.
There is utter joy in holding a life so new, so delicate, so pure. I also know that there is hard work ahead of me aside from macaroni necklaces, finger painting and story-telling. Do I have what it takes?
And maybe today you needed to be reminded as much as I do…to look beyond the hours, the nagging sense that you have to get it right, and the countless obstacles that come against a grateful heart.