being a mother is: your heart swelling with pride during the kid's Primary number at church today;
diffusing the situation when your three year old opens your present when no one is paying attention and your husband getting upset with her;
kissing boo-boos;
always worrying;
always loving;
sometimes impatient;
staying up at night with a sick child;
holding a scared, little hand;
taking huge joys in little accomplishments;
being a mother is.....love.
during the yummy dinner that Parker and the kids made for me, Easton says, "Mom, there is a secret ingredient. Can you guess what it is?" I say, "Um, is it love?" He looks at me like I am crazy and says, "No, Mom. If you ate your heart, that would be gross." Good point.