Thankful for... my kiddos

This seems a little obvious, but I am truly thankful for my boys. I've seen people struggle to get pregnant, unable to have a child of their own, lose a child. Although I have my moments of insanity, I've always been very aware of how grateful I am to be a mother. I'm also extremely thankful to have the best job in the world.

This morning, most people dread getting up and heading to work. Although I still have a hard time dragging myself out of bed, I can't imagine doing anything else. Sweet Jack peeked through the bathroom door with a shy smile, waiting for me to greet him. Not many people are lucky enough to start their work day with such a sight. Shortly after that, I heard Will calling, "Mama.." and saw him light up when I went into his room. These moments are priceless.

I love that today we got to go to music class, play at home, go to the park, make dinner together, visit Santa, go out for ice cream. I get frustrated when they don't listen, when they cry for no reason, when they don't nap well. It's by no means an easy job, or one that's perfect for everyone, but it's my job and I'm so thankful for that.

I could go on about all of the little things I love about my boys- Jack's tender heart, Will's crazy personality, Jack's inquisitiveness, Will's toughness. What I love most is that they are developing their own little personalities and I can see little bits of Nick and me in the important stuff- that Jack asks to "thank God" every night, that he tells Will about Jesus, that they say "please" and "thank you."

Being a mom and loving on my little guys is something that I will always be thankful for. I know when I look back on it years from now, I won't remember them not listening, crying, or fighting me on naps. I will remember all of the fun times we've had, the love we share and memories we made.