I always knew I would be a mother. I also knew exactly the way it would be. First, I would finish college, then, when I did start having kids, I would stay home with my children. I would have all my kids close together, about a year and a half. They would never have dirty faces. They would all mind me perfectly and be obedient to my every request, just because they would love me so much. They would never know what candy, juice or sugar tasted like because I would feed them perfectly, my daughters would play nicely, wear cute things in her hair, and be sweet and calm. My children would all love the outdoors and hike, snowboard, climb and camp. 

Then, I became a mother.

Well, I am turning 28 this month and still haven't finished college (but I am working on it.) Kayla surprised us with her arrival, thus causing the space between her and her (one day) next sibling to be further apart then planned. I am working full time while Sean goes to school, officially naming me the "sugar mamma" of the family. I can't seem to keep Kayla's face clean, Kayla has so more energy then I have ever seen in any child. The whole "they will obey me because they love me" thing, yeah not really the case. 

I have one thing okay, she loves the outdoors.

So, being a mother is not a task, not an event, but an adventure of a lifetime. Everyday is payday when those sweet little arms wrap around my neck and say "I You Mommy" (Meaning I love you Mommy). I have always loved children but had never fathomed the deep unconditional love I would feel as a mother. I think I can almost feel and understand what our Father in Heaven must feel for us.