He Entrusted Me

The older my kids get the more I see myself in them. While I would like to say it’s in their smile or the similarities in our facial expressions, that trigger the “wow they’re mine” moments; it’s typically the challenging moments that make me go “oh crap, there I am!” (Insert face palm)
 
My kid sassed back (yup, I was a sassy one), my other kid is climbing the window sill (guilty, I was an active climber too), the kids are picky eaters (ugh, my mom did those battles with me too).
 
There are many little things, but the more I raise my kids, the more I’m reminded just how much I have been trained, molded and prepared for this mission of motherhood.

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