I’ve come to enjoy the early morning quiet, before the children rise. For so long, I lost myself amidst being “mommy” and started to forget who I was. It’s summer break now, so the mornings are not so early. But I find myself still craving that “me time” in the morning. The quiet time before they wake, time to pray, time to look at pretty things, time to be who I am for a bit before I take on the duties of the day.
The thing about motherhood, I’m discovering, is that it shouldn’t take away from who you are. Motherhood should bring about more of who you should be. It’s a process of drawing out the real you, the you that God intends you to be.