Testimony of Motherhood

I have a testimony of sleep regression.  It is real.  It happens, and it passes.  Stay strong, mamas.

I have a testimony of nursing strikes.  Who knew babies randomly want to starve themselves?

I have a testimony of cloth diapers.

I have a testimony of swaddling and pacifiers.

I have a testimony of keeping schedules, and breaking schedules, and everything in between.

I have a testimony of not judging any mom, for anything, ever.

I have a testimony of regular doctor appointments.

I have a testimony of giggles so adorable, you think your heart might burst.

I have a testimony of the father-daughter relationship and how special it is.

I have a testimony of how lucky I am to be a mom.