By Marissa Khosh 
Sometimes we forget. We forget the joy of being a mom. We forget that we once looked ahead expectantly to these moments in motherhood. We forget that momming all day used to be all we wanted.
We forget that we are living our dream. We forget how exciting it was to plan for this. We forget the intense emotions we experienced every month as we tried to become a mom.
We forget the losses that made us wonder if we would ever be a mom. We forget the waiting that made us impatient to have this treasure. We forget the pain of seeing everyone else have what we wanted for ourselves.
We forget because we get lost in the everyday. We get lost in the monotony. We get lost in the busy. We get lost in the laundry, the constant cleanup, the diapers, the sleepless nights, the illnesses, the discipline, the needs. We forget the joy of being a mom sometimes.
Let’s take the opportunity to remember. Instead of waiting to be celebrated for all we do for our families. Instead of hoping to be given the ironic gift of time alone on Mother’s Day. Instead of hoping to receive recognition for accomplishing something that has actually been given to us as a gift.
Let’s remember the joy of being a mom. Let’s remember the precious gift our children are. Let’s remember how blessed we are to get to bear the title of “Mom.” Let’s remember how thankful we are for our children on Earth and in Heaven. Let’s remember that our kids teach us as many invaluable lessons as we teach them.
Let’s remember those priceless moments with our kids. Those sweet hugs. The silly games. The infectious smiles and laughter. The quiet moments of togetherness. The loud moments of togetherness. The lightbulb moments when things finally click. The joyous moments when their little hearts grow before our eyes.
Let’s remember when we thought we might lose them. When we didn’t know what was wrong. When we were new at this. When the diagnoses shocked us. When the sickness scared us. When the injury terrified us. When their choices worried us.
Let’s remember the victories. The moments of courage that make us proud. The moments of growth that also grow our confidence in them. The moments of overcoming weaknesses with hard work and prayer. The moments of empathy and compassion acted out.
Let’s remember that these children, however we got them, are precious beyond measure. Let’s remember that being a mom is not only our gift to our families but God’s gift to us. Let’s remember that we didn’t always have this life, and we are not always guaranteed this life.
Let’s remember that they are not ours to keep. Let’s remember that these little ones are loaned to us for a short time. Let’s remember to soak up the moments. Let’s remember that we have a job that will evolve as they grow. Let’s remember that some seasons will be harder and some will be easier. Let’s remember that it’s okay to have hard days while also remembering how grateful we are to be a mom.
Let’s remember the joy of being a mom.
by Melissa Miller 
