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Why I’m raising my child with faith—even though it’s not always easy

I’m doing it, even though sometimes people question my faith or suggest it’s unimportant. 

Why I’m raising my child with faith—even though it’s not always easy

I’m raising my child with faith.

I’m doing it, even though, just like keeping my own relationship with God strong, this isn’t always easy.


I’m doing it, even though getting my antsy almost-two-year-old to sit through hour-and-a-half religious services (say nothing of our twice-a-year one-day assemblies and annual three-day conventions) isn’t always easy.

I’m doing it, even though training her to dress and listen respectfully at our houses of worship twice a week isn’t always easy.

I’m doing it, even though finding the time to read and meditate on scriptures daily isn’t always easy.

I’m doing it, even though including her and instilling a love for sharing the good news found in the Bible isn’t always easy.

I’m doing it, even though sometimes people question my faith or suggest it’s unimportant, which isn’t always easy.

But whenever those moments of difficulty start to overwhelm me, whenever I feel my resolve start to crumble, I remind myself of the solid truth I never doubt—this is what my husband and I believe to be the very best thing we could possibly be doing for our daughter and our family.

And I understand this isn’t for everyone—and that’s okay with me.

This is what works for us. What I believe to be true is that every family must do what works best for them and own that. Everyone has their own beliefs and their own philosophies on whether they want to include or not include religion in their children’s lives. I respect that wholeheartedly.

Because we’re all just trying to do our best.

As mothers, we’re constantly looking to improve our children’s lives. We read the books and blogs, buy the developmentally friendly toys, limit the screen time, shop in the organic aisle, register for the classes—there is no limit we wouldn’t go to if it meant ensuring our child’s happiness and health.

By raising my daughter with faith, I feel that I am raising her with a broader sense of the world around her and a gratitude for the one who created it. I teach her morals and manners that reflect well on our family and the God we serve. I teach her humility and love for her neighbor. I teach her to forgive freely and conduct herself honestly in all things. I teach her to bring joy and peace to our family by honoring and obeying her father and me. And I teach her a love that is patient, kind—bears, believes, hopes, endures all things. A love that never fails.

I teach her to know God because we believe that he already knows and loves her perfectly.

Most importantly, by raising my daughter with a faith I cherish—I fulfill my responsibility to God and strive to imitate him by inculcating his words in her heart, something that I have no doubt will be to her benefit. I offer her a future of hope in a world I feel is sometimes lacking in that department.

And on those moments when that weighty responsibility feels too heavy to bear, I remember it is not a burden I carry alone, the words of Philippians 4:13 echoing back in my tired mama mind whenever I feel tempted to give up.

Of course, I know each one will carry his or her own load and one day my daughter will decide for herself what belief she will make her own, but I take comfort in feeling that I am doing all I can to guide her in love and faith now.

Because it isn’t easy, but it is always the very best thing I feel that I can do.

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I never wanted to be a mom. It wasn't something I ever thought would happen until I fell madly in love with my husband—who knew very well he wanted children. While he was a natural at entertaining our nephews or our friends' kids, I would awkwardly try to interact with them, not really knowing what to say or do.

Our first pregnancy was a surprise, a much-wanted one but also a unicorn, "first try" kind of pregnancy. As my belly grew bigger, so did my insecurities. How do you even mom when you never saw motherhood in your future? I focused all my uncertainties on coming up with a plan for the delivery of my baby—which proved to be a terrible idea when my dreamed-of unmedicated vaginal birth turned into an emergency C-section. I couldn't even start motherhood the way I wanted, I thought. And that feeling happened again when I couldn't breastfeed and instead had to pump and bottle-feed. And once more, when all the stress from things not going my way turned into debilitating postpartum anxiety that left me not really enjoying my brand new baby.

As my baby grew, slowly so did my confidence that I could do this. When he would tumble to the ground while learning how to walk and only my hugs could calm him, I felt invincible. But on the nights he wouldn't sleep—whether because he was going through a regression, a leap, a teeth eruption or just a full moon—I would break down in tears to my husband telling him that he was a better parent than me.

Then I found out I was pregnant again, and that this time it was twins. I panicked. I really cannot do two babies at the same time. I kept repeating that to myself (and to my poor husband) at every single appointment we had because I was just terrified. He, of course, thought I could absolutely do it, and he got me through a very hard pregnancy.

When the twins were born at full term and just as big as singleton babies, I still felt inadequate, despite the monumental effort I had made to grow these healthy babies and go through a repeat C-section to make sure they were both okay. I still felt my skin crawl when they cried and thought, What if I can't calm them down? I still turned to my husband for diaper changes because I wasn't a good enough mom for twins.

My husband reminded me (and still does) that I am exactly what my babies need. That I am enough. A phrase that has now become my mantra, both in motherhood and beyond, because as my husband likes to say, I'm the queen of selling myself short on everything.

So when my babies start crying, I tell myself that I am enough to calm them down.

When my toddler has a tantrum, I remind myself that I am enough to get through to him.

When I go out with the three kids by myself and start sweating about everything that could go wrong (poop explosions times three), I remind myself that I am enough to handle it all, even with a little humor.


And then one day I found this bracelet. Initially, I thought how cheesy it'd be to wear a reminder like this on my wrist, but I bought it anyway because something about it was calling my name. I'm so glad I did because since day one I haven't stopped wearing it.

Every time I look down, there it is, shining back at me. I am enough.

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