My new baby girl is finally, finally here.
And I am madly in love with her.
Yesterday was one of those days with my children where my patience was non-existent.
I was extra snappy, extra tired, and I wasn’t exactly the mother that I’d like to be.
I’m sure you have these moments too. You go to sleep with some regrets and hope to wake up in the morning with extra hugs and kisses for their little faces, a kinder voice, and more patience to hear their wee requests.Continue reading
For Valentine’s Day this week, Little C and I did some baking together. We made some pretty cupcakes (the easy way – with a mix), iced them with buttercream icing (here’s my simple tip on how to ice them rosette style), and finished them with a little heart gummy candy perched on top.
And how could we forget heart cookies? Using my favourite sugar cookie recipe, we made heart cut-out cookies and iced them with buttercream.
While I thought the cupcakes were festively pretty and the cookies were uber-cute, here was my favourite cupcake:
Little C smudged the icing on it gingerly, grasping a spoon ever-so-carefully. “It’s for Daddy“, she said as she worked, “because he doesn’t like all of dis sugary icing.” It’s a cupcake made with true love from a four year old to her daddy.
My favourite cookie? This one:
There’s a couple of wee fingerprints on the bottom of this cookie, the icing is haphazardly spread and there’s a gummy heart in the most random position one could think of… but it’s a work of art.
As a mom with perfectionist tendencies, I do put a lot of pressure on myself to make pretty things, have well-behaved children and look put-together.
But that’s not the goal, is it?
While I don’t think there’s anything wrong with wanting to make my home beautiful and enjoy creating things for and with my babies, none of that matters without LOVE (there’s a Bible verse about that).
When my children grow to adults, will they think of me as a busy, impossible-to-please mom who’s too tired to devote some time in the day for a cuddle or a story? Gosh, I hope not.
I want them to know that they are loved unconditionally by their mother. I want them to know that I am not perfect and that they don’t have to strive for perfection either.
Like this fingerprinted, lopsided little heart cookie I’m a bit of a mess some days. But, somehow God uses messed-up moms to shine His love through too.
When it comes to motherhood, I am still learning that the goal is NOT perfection, it’s LOVE.
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