Forgive me child for I have sinned...

It's the early morning of my Gender Reveal party and I'm laying here just thinking. In a few hours my family, friends, and myself find out who our new lil addition is, boy or girl. Everyone knows that I would love to have my own little girl to add to my posse. A lil girl to raise and nurture under the protection of three handsome brothers and an awesomely loving and over protective father. A lil girl to admire me as one of her number one fans and her most precious best friend that knows her ins and outs like no other, me who she would call mom. I look at and think about my boys and how awesome they are. How smart they are,how much they love their mom. I mean they have never gone a day without telling me they love me and hugging and kissing me and as their mom what more can I ask for. Young men who are complimented on how well they behave and how respectful they are just about every time we venture out. I am truly blessed by the best. 

I start to think that if I am carrying another caring man child I pray that my heavy emotions towards the desire to bare a girl has not offended my boy's developing character even while in utero. For I would never want any of my children to feel unwanted or unloved because as much love that I have overflowing for each and every one of them there is not a space left in my heart that is not filled with unconditional emotion towards them. And to even think that I may have started just an inkling of resentment for my possible man child brings real tears to my eyes for I feel that I have sinned against not only my unborn but my Father Above. For I know and believe that everything happens for a reason and a purpose and if this child will be a boy my purpose and my reason has just become that much more bold and stronger  because God has entrusted into my hands the awesome and powerful duty to raise yet another Man! I am forever grateful and always encouraged by my family they are the better part that completes me. I pray that I will always exceed the expectations of a mother in every aspect of my motherly being. I don't just want to exist as their mother or just exist as his wife I want  my very being to fully exude the essence of who and what a mother is truly called to be. For to be called a mother in any form is truly an honor and privilege but to fulfill the role of a mother is an ultimate accomplishment for a woman who has birth and raised a child. Through all that I continue to sacrifice to give my children life, may not always be the life that they want but a life that they will grow to appreciate I am so very proud to carry this Medal of Honor on my heart titled: Jones Posse's Mother. I know that this last child I am carrying will enter into a family that will love and cherish him or her unconditionally and without pretense and will also have the honor of calling me, Mom. 

Until next time!

Crowns Galore