Monday, November 12, 2012

Birth Days


D'awwww, right?? Cuteness. Overload. (Owen above, Nathan below.)

Today begins a fresh new blogging challenge, brought to you straight from the web-savvy minds at Arkansas Women Bloggers. This month's challenge encourages writers from across the state to concentrate on the blessings in their lives.

I'll go ahead and admit that I started Day One by cheating rule-bending. Our first prompt was to show what we are thankful for by snapping a picture and then editing with Pic Monkey.

Here's today's two-step process in deciding what to write:
  • Step 1) Think of something you're thankful for.
    Immediate Answer: Bauer boys.
  • Step 2) Peruse Pic Monkey.
    Immediate Answer: "Create a Collage."
Boom. Here we go, with admittedly old pictures.

When I count my blessings, near the very top of my list are always birth days. No, not the ones where I painstakingly search out the perfect pinatas, scour Pinterest to find recipes to match themes, and herd cat-like children through rigorous activities. Although that's a blast, today I am talking about the days of actual birth. The days that made me a mother.

I remember well the days I pushed life into this world and at this point I don't remember pain. Funny how that works, isn't it? I remember feeling like the most incredible person in the world. I remember feeling super human, indestructible, and very, very woman.

Those birth days not only introduced me to two of the most precious people I know, those screams of life woke something deep inside of me. A brand-new Jessica began the day a brand-new Nathan opened his eyes for the first time.

So, there you go.

I am thankful for 07.07.07 and 03.10.11. I'm thankful that God blessed me with two wonderful sons and gave me the chance to do my best as their mother. I make mistakes and I only learn through error, but this aspect of my life is by far my favorite.

What are you thankful for? Click the icon to read more of today's topic from other bloggers in the Thanksblogging Challenge.

2 comments:

Adrienne said...

I think those days are the best to be thankful for. You do become a different person after them. Love the pictures.

Park Wife said...

Beautiful. I am in constant amazement of the amount of love you can feel for your children and then in awe that it is nothing compared to God's love for us. Amazing.