motherhood.

 

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That’s my look of self loathing for when I let Owen play on the iPad just ONE more time…

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I was thinking about motherhood.  Mostly about what a gigantic failure I’ve been while pregnant and trying to mother a toddler.  Then I realized it’s not by my strength that I mother Owen, but by His strength.  1 Corinthians 13 came to mind, though I mostly think of it in the context of marriage, what greater love is there than a mother for their child?  

Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

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