Being a Mother

I don't think I can adequately express how it feels to be a mother. Happiness. Laughter. Fear. Pride. Frustration. Perspective. Challenge. Kisses. Discovery. I just can't really wrap my arms in it to give a good hug . . . it's too big. But all of it is love. All of it is good. All of it I am grateful for; yes, even the ugly stuff. That much I know. And here is why . . . Meet my treasures.