Mother's Day Weekend 2016

2016: My first mother's day with three babies in my arms and it couldn't have been sweeter.  My hands are more full than they've ever been, but so is my heart. It's not always easy, but I wouldn't want to spend my days any other way during this sweet season. This is the stuff my dreams are made of!

Abby Emery, Ella Margaret and Juliet Grace, being your mommy is the one of the greatest privileges and joys of my life! I love you more than I could ever express, but I will spend my whole life trying! xoxo

This year, Ella invited me to her class for a special Mother's Day celebration. When I arrived, Ella led me to my seat, put a place mat in front of me and served me muffins and juice. Then, she joined me and we colored some pictures together. Aren't these questionnaires the best? This one had me feeling especially young and lovely as a flower.

Cooking has always been my thing, but gardening...I'm learning. I love the end product. I just don't love the process. It doesn't matter how green my thumb actually is OR how I prefer to not get dirty...she loves me because I plant flowers. It's all worth it! They notice. I will keep planting the pretty even if it means hanging out with the worms.

Abby made me a sweet thumbprint keepsake in school that I have safely tucked away in my jewelry box.

On Mother's Day, the girls and Joe gave me beautiful flowers that I enjoyed for days! 

In this season of motherhood, church mornings are mostly spent calming my tired baby in the nursing mother's room. And while I love spending time with some special mommas and babies knowing God meets us in that space as well, my heart needed some quality, extended, unhurried and uninterrupted time with Jesus. So, instead of loading up the car and heading off to church as a family, we took the morning slow and I headed to Starbucks by myself with my Bible. There is no sweeter gift that my family could have given me that morning than the space to be still and worship. There is so much freedom in knowing God isn't limited by church walls and schedules and there's joy knowing He wants to meet me right where my heart shows up. And He did.

 "God does not change, but he uses change--to change us. He sends us on journeys that bring us to the end of ourselves.We often feel out of control, yet if we embrace his leading, we may find ourselves on the ride of our lives. " - Jen Hatmaker