"Mom, me too."
"Moom, me too!"
"MoooooM- Annie want one too!!"
"What would you like Annie? "
So my Hubby said the sweetest thing to me last night, it made me feel happy, giddy, reassured, strong, proud and yet a bit weird. He said...
"It takes three miracles to become a Saint- and you have four."
I thought about this for a moment, felt pretty happy, a bit giddy...Wow, this is how my Hubby sees me?!! I'm feeling a tad reassured that I'm doing good things, I am a good mom, I do work hard (can you feel it?) Yeah, I'm feeling strong, I can do anything...I am Mom after all, don't we Mom's do it all? I am proud of being a Mom. To be a Mom is to be so many things. So why do I feel weird about being related to a Saint? I'm not near that...yet!