A Blessed Mothers Day.

If you talk to me or read my blog, you'll know that I don't hold back on the fact that motherhood is the hardest thing I've ever experienced. But I'll also be the first to tell you that it's also the most blessed thing I could ever, and have ever done. As hard as my day to day is, at the end of the day, I wouldn't trade my life for anything. I'm so grateful that I was able to celebrate the fact that I've had this blessing of the title of "mom" now for over 4 years. It is definitely true that my cup runneth over.



We spent the afternoon on the trails. I wanted to walk (trying to get this baby out of my body- ha!), and the boys wanted to ride bikes. I trailed behind most of the time, although Connor would wait up for me every now and then.


After the bike ride we stopped at the creek. The boys could throw rocks for HOURS on end. They got a bit brave and despite the cold water, splashed a bit. I'm pretty sure they thought they had died and gone to heaven.




This picture is epic. It completely captured Connor in his element.

We have a busy week of trying to get last minute appointments done before baby Tyler makes his debut. I'm hoping he'll hold off until at least Thursday night, but at the rate I'm progressing I'm not quite sure that will happen. We will see!