Some days are just rough as a mom. Maybe you know what I’m talking about. Sometimes I’m all graced out by bedtime and barely keeping it together which makes singing really hard. Especially singing Amazing grace, because it just hits all the feels.
Here’s a post about one of those days. I wrote it a while back for the Portland Moms Blog and forgot to share it here. It’s still one of my favorite posts because it really was a night where signing was clearly not for my son, and all for me, whether I wanted it that way or not.