Adventures in Motherhood: the best of times

During my first pregnancy, I was convinced that I was going to write about my daily experiences once my baby was born.  I knew that every day was going to be different from the other and every day was going to be one that I would want to remember.  What I didn't know is that, when you have a baby, there is no time let alone energy for that.  I barely had time to sleep let alone write about what I was going through.  But now, I still wish I had taken the time to write a sentence or two about the day.  There are so many things that will always be in my heart, but are hard to remember in my mind.

The best of times:  Every moment can't be perfect when you are raising kids, but there are definitely perfect moments.  My heart melts sometimes and tears of joy well up when my boys do something incredibly sweet.  There are so many of these moments that I wish I could tell you about, but again, they are hard to pin-point.  So in the future, if you see a post titled "Adventures in Motherhood: The best of times" expect to read something that happened that I want to remember.  Afterall, this is my journal.

As I browsed my Facebook photos today I found a cute picture of my boys at Will's soccer game two years ago.  When I clicked on it for a closer look, I noticed I had written a caption above it.

"Will came over for a drink of water and Ethan grabbed Will and asked him 'Who's my favorite boy?!' to which Will replied 'I am' and then went back and continued playing his game."

I love my boys!  What is one of your favorite moments of motherhood (or fatherhood!)?  I'd love to hear!