We ate at the most wonderful Tearoom… I had taken Aimee there before on a visit ~ and it was just as amazing as the first time. We had finger sandwiches, scones with butter and jam and desserts that melted in our mouths… we talked about how much our mothers would adore this place and how much we have grown and learned from them…

Why is it that you have moments of overwhelming thankfulness and clarity of the sacrifice of your own mother after you have children?

That certainly would have helped when I rolled my eyes in 7th grade because I wanted to go somewhere else for lunch or fussed in 9th grade because my friends weren’t allowed to come over that weekend or argued in 11th grade how unfair it was that I couldn’t go out on a date after babysitting until 10pm.

Why is it that you feel overwhelmed and exhausted and alone so many times? (I know, I know – a little dramatic, but just trying to be honest)…

Do all moms have to go through that to make it to the other side of newborns with a strong resolve and firm plan of action?

You know what I think? *don’t worry, I’ll tell you*

I think that it is to learn to lean on each other.

Our Heavenly Father knows that we need each other and His strength to make it through.

We must learn to ask for help… and to ask for help means that your pride and stubbornness is broken.

Some of us are comfortable asking for help. For some of us it takes sleepless nights, explosive poo, breathing treatments and birthday party disasters to wake us up into the reality that we need each other.