I stood at the parade with Adelaide pressed close…. every time a honk or siren or band would pass I would bounce and shush and sing to keep her asleep. Trying to let my voice overpower the craziness happening around us.
I stood in the back watching the big kids and worked hard to keep her sound asleep. I kept thinking about the countless moments that I’ve shared with each of them that were these little intimate and sweet moments…. moments in the back of presentations, moments in the quiet of the middle of the night, so many small moments where I gave more of myself when I thought that maybe I had nothing left. Yet we give again and again.
Moments they might never remember but moments that have shaped huge pieces of my heart.
Motherhood is truly the most beautiful gift I’ve ever been given.
So thankful for every single piece of it.
^^^ 11 months old!!
It’s our tradition to go to the parade every year and it was so sweet and so fun, I love being there with them so much.
Every week heading to church I think about how even in the littlest moments it amazes me how different my kiddos are and how they are wired and gifted….. how so deep down God created them with such unique personalities & strengths.
The common thread is their kindness and love and tenderness, all displayed in such different ways. This one pictured ^^^, my independent sunshine girl yet I can count on every morning waking up with her by my side wrapped up in one of my tshirts and surrounded by my favorite quilts.
Every week I can count on another one to well up with tears at the thought of spending an hour apart and another one to hurry and want to help take care of everyone. Wanting to help in every way possible.
I love who they are and how they are wired. I love the way that each one make up a sweet family unit and bring such a beautiful piece to the puzzle of “us”.
My mama made this cake for us every single year, adore passing on these sweet traditions to my people!
Full hearts xoxo