Watching my boys do what they love win or lose. Knowing they are humble and respectful. Seeing them treat everyone and anyone no matter their age with kindness and compassion. Having four boys is not for the faint of heart, but they have taught me so much about myself and I’m forever grateful for the relationships I have with each of them.

My entire younger years I was always looking for approval. Searching for comfort and confidence. I slowly found my self growing each of those attributes as I endured endless trials and tribulations as I made little humans. Being a mom made me fearless and confident.

I would finally be able to chase one of my dreams of starting my business. I have started and stopped many times, as many of us mothers know all too well. It’s the cycle of trying to put ourselves first, but realizing they, our family always comes first. The last to sit down, the last to fall asleep, the last to eat, the last at almost everything. My boys always try to put me first by taking care of me as much as possible and encouraging, but they know my love for them will always come first.