“If you wanna hear God laugh tell him your plans.”- Van Zandt

That pretty much summed up my pregnancy.

You see, I wasn’t planning to be a mom. I was perfectly happy being the fun aunt. I didn’t babysit often, I wasn’t maternal, and I was always happy to send my friends’ kids back when they started screaming.

Then I got pregnant.

I love my kids more than anything. For 19 months and two weeks they have been my life.

Were they planned? No. But, were they meant to be? ABSOLUTELY! And, I was meant to be their mama.

When I found out I was having twins I had no business having kids. I was a mess. I was too blinded by my own selfish wants to see that my mama, and Journey, were right all along: “you can’t always get what you want, you get what you need.”

On November 10, 2017, I became a mama. That was also the day I started becoming a better person.

To look back on the immature and selfish person I was, I don’t even recognize her anymore.

Now I understand what people mean when they say their kids saved them. Mine saved me. They were the kick in the ass I needed to finally grow up.

I’m more laid back now, more open minded. And I’ve tried and done so many new things. If I’m going to lead by example then the example I’m leading with is one that is strong, unstoppable, fearless.

Thanks to my kids I’m finally the force to be reckoned with that I’m supposed to be.