Motherhood is a journey unlike any other. It teaches patience, compassion, understanding, and produces a kind of love impossible to replicate. It was a lesson I did not learn until I personally underwent this journey. I only understood the sacrifices that my own mother went through when I became a mother myself.
I am the youngest and only daughter among five children. Born to a minister and his wife, I was raised in a Christian home where I grew up in the warmth of my parents’ love, the safety of my brothers’ protection, and the presence of the Lord.
Raising five children in a minister’s pay check was not easy, yet my parents persevered and managed to put their children through college. Although we were not rich, we lived a comfortable lifestyle where we had a sturdy roof over our heads, food on our plates, and weekend getaways once or twice every year.
As a child, I spent a lot of time singing with the church choir. On Saturday mornings, I would be with my two best friends, Benedict and Nadine, in the local pool where we took swimming lessons. When I turned fifteen, I joined the church band as the vocalist where Benedict was the bassist. Because we were both in the church band and the school swimming team, Benedict and I eventually fell in love. With the blessing of our families and youth leader, we started dating.
Ben and I married after he finished medical school and I came back from a mission trip to China. The Lord blessed us with our eldest son, Joshua Benedict, three years after our wedding. Two years after Josh’s birth, we were once again blessed with the birth of the twins, Luke Samuel and Leah Samantha.
As a stay at home mom, I am very involved in the lives of my children. I drive them to and from school, to soccer practise, swim meets, youth meetings, and choir practises. My husband and I make sure to attend every game, every play, and every recital. We try to keep an open line of communication at home while still maintaining the authority we have as their parents.
Motherhood is not at all simple. I admit that it was very difficult when Josh was born and it was no easier when the twins arrived. Despite the challenging road, I thank God for His love and guidance without which I could not have raised such amazing children. The journey, however, is not over – far from it.
I write this blog to share with fellow mothers the joy and difficulties in raising kids. Perhaps you could learn a thing or two from my experiences, or perhaps you need some sort of encouragement. I write to reach out to mothers out there who want to raise kids in the image of the Lord, and to share with you the awesomeness of our God. I want to remind you that no matter what you are going through in your journey as a mother, you are not alone.
I know that it is a great challenge to raise God-fearing children in a secular world. It is a difficult battle, but with God in our side, nothing is impossible. With the help of my parents, husband, and the guidance of the Lord, my children will grow up with their hearts filled with love for their neighbours and faith in their God.