I have wanted to be a mom as long as I can remember. I have always loved kids… I spent four summers as a camp counselor, I own an art studio for kids, and was an elementary art teacher for four years. I can remember in high school and college daydreaming with girlfriends about our future kids. I loved thinking of baby names and what it would be like to have a house full of little ones. The truth is, even in my daydreams, never did I imagine that being a mom of three kiddos would be this much fun.
A full heart.
Oftentimes when I am driving, I glance in the rear view mirror at my two sweet faces sitting behind me and think… little did I know. Little did I know when I was 16 and driving around for the first time…or packing up my car heading down to Waco for my first semester at Baylor….little did I know that I’d be cruisin’ around years later, a changed heart, a changed life- and 2 sweet little souls in those same seats.
I had no idea.
Crushed goldfish in the car carpets, a double stroller in the trunk, little finger print smudges on the windows… I didn’t realize how full my heart could be.
A full house.
Little did I know that we would have three kids, three and under in four years. So many little hearts to love!
Two girls and a boy.
Little did I know that I would have a boy and two girls and that I would get to experience “sisters” for the first time through my girls.
Being a mom is the greatest gift in the world to me. I knew it would be great, but I had no idea that it would be this magnificent.