I Am A Mother

Without fail anytime I am out with my kids I hear "You've got your hands full."  At first I felt slighted, how dare they judge me...they think this is a bad day, at least they are not ALL screaming. 

Now, I think of it as a badge of honor. 

My hands are full.  Full of everything that is important.  Little else matters but these four precious ones who ensure that my hands are never idle, my days are always busy, and my sleep is generally interrupted, who take up every moment and almost every thought of my day. 

My hands are full, my heart is full, my life is full.

How blessed I am to be called Mother.