I am a mom. More specifically I am Alexander’s mom, Thomas’ mom, Jonathan’s mom, and now Sophia’s mom. That’s my title, my name, my vocation. It’s been so long since I’ve been Melissa that I’m not really sure who that is. I do Mom stuff; laundry, cooking, cleaning, discipline, taking kids to the doctor, etc. When I’m holding Sophia people talked to her and not me. I love being a mom! While there are many moments of pure chaos, no rest, and way to much noise, I still wouldn’t change anything.
But today, I had a moment. An exhausted mom moment where the kids were pulling on me just to kiss on Sophia and I thought, I’m just Sophia’s mom. And that’s when I heard God speak. He told me that He is Melissa’s Father and that’s okay with him. Duh, God sent His son Jesus to live and die as a man so that I could know him as Father.
So while I’m in the midst of these crazy momma days, I will be okay with being the caretaker of the Midkiff clan because I know that the Father is proudly taking care of me.