Before I had children, I would often hear parents talk about what great joy their children brought them. It is only when you have children yourself do you truly understand the true meaning of having your heart swell with joy when you witness your child grow.
The moment Bobby rolled over the first time, I cried. I even asked myself why I was crying. It was so amazing watching him learn something new and to see the expression on his face.
All by himself, my fearless child Nate, climbs the slide and slides down. He walks into the school building like a big boy and rides train rides. As I saw the train turn the corner with my baby, well I guess I should say toddler, I realized he is growing and being more independent. I know I will always cherish his tiny waves and hugs. No matter how tired I am, I love to hear Nathaniel screaming for me, "Mom". I never ever want that to stop.
I love being a mother and raising my children. There are times when I am not sure what to do to help or teach my children, but my instincts always kick in and lead me in the right direction. That way is straight to my heart with joy.
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