Confidence

Purpose


I've had plenty of passions, but I feel they have come and gone.  School was something I enjoyed and was good at, but I never felt like there was one area I completely excelled in.  I've always tried my best and given my all for things that have driven me. That's not to say I didn't complain, or wish I didn't have to practice in some way.  Just ask my parents about volleyball practice!

But with all these passions and hobbies, I either moved on or there was always something missing.

Then Ellie was born.

I became a mom.  I was changed.  I was completely and utterly broken.  I was at my lowest, but yet proudest point in my life. I was completely out of control.  And as crazy as it may sound...I found my purpose, and gained a confidence like I've always longed for.  And I have PWS to thank for that, even though I despise this syndrome with every ounce of my being.  Weird, isn't it? Something I hate so much...I could also be so grateful for?!

Talking about PWS just comes naturally.  It's almost as if, the moment Ellie was born something switched on.  Even though I felt utterly out of control, there was an inner strength brewing deep inside me that is hard to explain.  At first it felt like my "game face," but as our journey progressed it's grown into such more than that.

Then Mac was born.

Having Ellie in and of itself changed me, rocked my world, and gave me purpose...but after having Mac it's like it happened all over again in a different, but equally as incredible way.  I felt completely out of control again, and there were hard, hard days and nights.  But the purpose, the confidence and the sheer love is totally there.

Becoming a mom to both of these precious little people is an absolute honor and joy. It's molded me, shaped me, grown me, and stretched me in ways I never knew possible. I'm so thankful God entrusted me to be their mom, and praise Him everyday for the love, joy, and passion that has come because if them.