This morning I enjoyed breakfast with friends. Friends who are privy to the knowledge of my crazy OCD ways. Friends who like me anyways. Friends who are want to know God more and be more like Him. Friends who encourage and support me. But today I saw these friends in a different way. Today I saw Mommy Warriors.
Mommy Warrior #1, the newest to "team mommy", shares the victory of a straight six hours of sleep, conquering breastfeeding and fitting into her pre pregnancy clothes. Mommy Warrior #2, shares challenges with a pediatrician and her newest furniture makeover project. They are Mommy Warriors.
Mommy Warrior #1 struggled for two years with infertility but recently gave birth to a son. I remember sitting across from her a year ago in my dining room as we cried together and I shared my story with her. A story of infertility, fear and exposed my OCD to her for the first time. Mommy Warrior #1 exemplifies gratitude and courage. Mommy Warrior #2 recently adopted a precious boy from Africa after a long two years of navigating the adoption process and waiting. Mommy Warrior #2 exemplifies patience and strength.
Yet as the three of us sat in Panera we joked about the extra pounds from baby weight, swapped child-rearing tips and shared our struggles. The authenticity was like water refreshing my dehydrated soul. This is the place that I find refreshing. It's not about eating breakfast or girl talk, but about the camaraderie we share as Mommy Warriors. There is honesty in our weaknesses and the strength we find in encouraging each other. I see such beauty in these Mommy Warriors because I know they are in this thing called motherhood with me. They know that they can't do it without Him. They seek Him. They are supporting me, praying for me, listening to my paranoid antics, laughing with me, encouraging me to be better and showing me that authenticity is beautiful. I definitely don't have it all figured out but I am comforted to be joined on the frontline of motherhood with my fellow Mommy Warriors. Choosing to be fully present in the moment.
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