Submitted by Ali Hawkins:
When I look at this picture I am reminded at how much I love newborns. This is my eighth. Most people that I run into think I am crazy. I always get “are they all yours?” or “are you going to have more?”
Some people search their whole life for their purpose on earth. I figured it out early, when I was twenty and had my first baby. That I was meant to be a mom. It is not easy. I have had someone say to me “If it was easy for me I would have a big family like you” Even though it is the most rewarding thing I do it is also the hardest thing I have ever done. I hate being pregnant. I get sick for months. My house and responsibilities get completely neglected. When I do feel better my back hurts and I am so uncomfortable that I can’t sleep. In the end it is all worth it.
The moment they place my newborn in my arms, I fall in love. I love how sweet, innocent, perfect, cuddly, soft, little, cute and helpless they are. I love how they smell. I love how they scrunch up their little buns and stretch out their arms. I love how they squirm. I love the facial expressions they make when they are asleep. I love the spirit you feel when you look into their eyes. I love how they smile at you when you get them up. I love when they are crying and their voices are still so tiny. I love when they fall asleep on your chest. Nothing makes me happier than a baby. If I am having a bad day or stressed out, all I have to do is hold my baby and I feel better.
I love always having a baby in the house. They bring such happiness and a sweet spirit. I don’t know what I will do when I don’t have a baby around anymore. I always tell my husband that my heaven will be filled with babies. I am so thankful for all of my children and the opportunity that I have to raise these strong noble spirits. Motherhood is a blessing from our Heavenly Father, and I am so thankful that he allows me to have these sweet spirits. I have never found more joy or satisfaction in anything that I have ever done. I am honored to be a mom.