Amid the ever-busyness of mothering and housekeeping, there are times (and they are few) where something compels me to stop. On this occasion I had looked up from whatever very important task I was performing to the awareness of three sets of small eyes on me. I cannot tell you what the circumstances were or why this particular instance affected me so, yet it did. I felt an immediate self-consciousness and held their gaze for as long as I could.
In that moment I felt the awesome privilege of what it means to mother. To be their light and their guide in the formative years is an enormous task, but oh how precious it is! I feel from the bottom of my heart it is my life's work, yes the most important thing I will ever do – to bring my children up well.
My children's eyes on me felt searching, expectant and assessing. It was as if they instinctively knew I was struggling and trying to imbue me with strength and encouragement. One day I know they will grow up strong and wise, but for now I treasure their complete trust in me, these helpless babes.
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