“God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.”
When I woke up this morning, I couldn’t help reflecting on the past few years. Mark and I wanted children so badly that we suffered through 2 years of IVF, but nothing could have prepared me for the overwhelming joy I felt when Maxwell and Riley were placed in my arms. My heart nearly exploded with love for these perfect little babies. Everything I thought mattered prior to their arrival instantly became an afterthought. Their health, happiness and well-being became my top priority.
The past two years have been full of high-highs and low-lows. The despair and sadness of dealing with a rare neurological disease are offset by the celebration of every little milestone and not taking a moment for granted. Twin hugs and open-mouth kisses brighten every day, and drool-covered shirts and banana-smeared jeans have become my favorite fashion statement.
I never could have imagined the path my life would take when Maxwell was given a diagnosis of SLC6A1 and no hope for a treatment. Now, in less than a year, we are well on the road to a cure for his rare neurological disease, and I have found a great fulfillment in advocating for Maxwell and other affected children. This fight and what we’re achieving has made every sleepless night worth it.
As mothers, we all put our children’s needs ahead of our own. We are stretched to our limits on a daily basis, but we are also fierce and full of love. I am so thankful on this day to have been blessed with little knuckleheads like Maxwell & Riley. I thank God every day for blessing me with these beautiful children.