I have a deep, joyful love for my children. Every morning I wake up excited to share life with them.
It is morning. My middle daughter, who usually wakes before her sisters, will soon come into my room looking for me. Her smile is the sweetest thing; she greets me with a warm hug and starts chatting. I often ask her to read her Bible and pray first, and she happily returns afterwards so we can spend more time together.
My oldest and youngest wake around the same time. My eldest cares for the youngest like a little mother, gently helping her get ready for the day. Watching them is heartwarming and tender.
Some mornings we eat breakfast together, and other times we don’t. When we do share a meal, it’s a joyful time full of laughter and stories that makes the day brighter.
Being with my children makes me feel young and playful. I laugh a lot, act silly, play freely, and delight in their small worlds and imaginations.
I hear “I love you” from their little mouths many times a day, and those words nourish my soul.
Sometimes my youngest wraps tiny hands around my neck; there is nothing more comforting than those small, secure embraces.
They dislike seeing me in pain and do their best to comfort and help me feel better.
They are excited about the new baby we are expecting—our “little buddy.” They already make plans for how they will care for and protect the newest member of our family.
Cooking is one of our shared pleasures. They love chopping, sautéing, grilling, and baking alongside me. Their recipe ideas are often creative and entertaining, and I enjoy listening as much as I enjoy cooking with them.
We learn together and explore the world side by side. We do art projects, study history, read about Ancient Egypt, color, practice math, and expand our vocabulary. Learning becomes an adventure when we do it together.
Raising these little humans entrusted to me has taught me so much. The depth of my love for them is beyond what words can fully express.
They are not burdens; they are blessings.
Motherhood can be incredibly challenging. Keeping up with laundry, maintaining the house, feeding little people every single day—these tasks are demanding. Teaching, guiding, and disciplining require patience and consistency. Still, these challenges become manageable when I rely on God’s grace each day. Focusing on the love, hugs, smiles, silly stories, laughter, and the joyful moments of play helps me balance the hard work.
So, mamas: love your children wholeheartedly. Squeeze their little feet, stroke their cheeks, hold their hands, and say “I love you” as often as you can. Enter their world—read their storybooks, play like a child, and cherish the little humans God has given you, because this season does not last forever. Don’t fret over the mess; it’s part of growth.
Most importantly, teach them—teach the truth rooted in God’s Word. If you want to make a lasting difference in the world, one of the best ways is to raise the children God has entrusted to you with wisdom, love, and faith.