It's hard to believe that just two-years ago Reese came into this world. On the other hand, our life sans children seems like forever ago. Isn't it weird how time passes quickly, but different stages of life can seem like forever ago at the same time?
Now it's hard for me to imagine a life pre-Reese. Hard to remember what it was like before having to schedule a sitter to go out to dinner, or waking in the morning without that little face waiting happily for us to come get her. While she has brought a new kind of joy to my life, it's also been one of the hardest jobs I've ever taken on. I know everyone says this, but I don't think you really know until you're knee-deep into it. One moment she's blowing me little kissies and the next she's screaming because a little boy has gotten too close to our shopping cart.
Motherhood always promises to deliver a full gamut of emotions. There are those moments so rich with laughter and satisfaction that I think, "this is it, this is what God planned for me to be and do." Then, of course, there are moments filled with such incredible self-doubt that I am brought to tears -- you know the shaky, ugly kind. I think this is normal? (At least that's what I keep telling myself.)
Whether it's laughter or tears, Reese is becoming this crazy beautiful little being that I am just enamored by. My own mother used to try and describe this crazy-kind-of-mommy love before, but I didn't get it. How could I? Mommy love is in a league of its own, with no other kind of love measuring quite the same.
So Happy 2nd Birthday to my original little Reese's peanut butter cup, I love you more than words can express!