I may be a different kind of mother than I thought I’d be, but I know now that I wouldn’t want it any other way because this is my God-given purpose. He knew what my children needed from me, so he gave me a love for caretaking. He gave me empathy for others and he gifted me with a love for my children that is beyond my wildest dreams of motherhood.
I have a confession to make. I love being a mom, and I’m honored by my role as a caregiver, but sometimes it exhausts me to my core. Sometimes I don’t feel like being patient. Sometimes I don’t feel like being gentle, kind, and loving. I care for my children every day, and I wouldn’t change that for the world, but it’s also really hard.