A beautiful message from some of my clients in celebration of Mother's Day. Being a woman means being a lover, a giver, a teacher, a goddess, a care-taker, a tear-wiper, a hugger, a confidant, a wife - A MOTHER. A woman who gave us life and taught us how to use it. A woman who guided us and loved us gently. A woman worth celebrating. A woman called MOM.
"I love watching my children's souls blossom. These tiny creatures come into the world with all of who they are, and will become, written inside of them. It is an honor to be the vessel for this sacred journey and to be the person who shepherds them toward their utmost potential." - Jessica
"It's really hard to pin point one thing or even list all the things why I love being a mom. As time goes on, my children show me in different ways and circumstances why I love being their mother. Right now, as my children are young, I love the affection that I receive and give to my children. It's always whole-hearted and so innocent. Being able to hold your child while they are little is such a precious gift that is oh so temporary. I am just soaking up as much as I can now. Those sweet hugs, kisses and snuggles are priceless." - Michelle
"What I love about being a Mother is the connection to someone who I grew within my body. I never knew that being a mother would carry such an intense amount of love."
- Stephanie
"My favorite thing about being a mom is for sure the hugs! Motherhood gives us a tiny glimpse of what God's unconditional love is all about."
- Mollye
"Waking up to the sweet sound of mommy. Who would have ever thought that word could pierce your soul every single time it's uttered. When my daughter entered earth side I had no idea what it meant to be in charge of one of God's greatest blessings." - Nikki
This is my beautiful mother - Sue.
Mom, thank you for making me awesome birthday cakes every year.
Thank you for making me custom and adorable Halloween costumes.
Thank you for teaching me to treat everyone's opinion with respect.
Thank you for finding me when I took the elevator and got lost.
Thank you for letting me wear my shoes as tightly as I wanted.
Thank you for holding my clothes when we go shopping and for always mentioning how Grandma did that for you.
Thank you for visiting me in Italy and having pink drinks with me.
Thank you for showing me what it means to be a good person.
Most of all, thank you for always being proud of me.