I've got a sleeping baby on my lap, a list of law schools and my LSAT score on my lap top, bible verses sticky noted to my coffee table and a goal for my next tattoo. I am realizing I don't fit into a mold. I am not just a stay at home mom and housewife. I am not just a career-driven woman. I am a Christian and God has changed me, but He still created me to be me.

This is what I want for Grayson. I want him to know that you don't have to,probably won't and shouldn't fit perfectly into an already created mold. People's perceptions of who you ought to be are not what I want him to base his value. What if he wants to be a doctor who uses his money to fund orphanages and live in poverty? So be it. What if he wants to be a pastor who also owns a sky diving company? Go for it. If he wants to be an elementary school teacher and play in a rock band, then I'll be in the front row every show. If he wants to be a full time dad while his wife works, then I'd be happy to do coffee dates with him and my grandkids.

I just want Grayson to know that because you are BLANK doesn't meant you can or cannot BLANK.

I truly want to live this out for him. The transition from teacher to full time mama hasn't been easy. The transition from wild-child to Christ-follower hasn't been a walk in the park either. Some days I stare in the mirror and I don't quite know who I am. Before Grayson has memories that go beyond "Boob means milk" I want him to see a confidence in me that's not based on my job (or lack of one), him, his dad, hobbies, or even my own strength. I want him to see a woman who knows who she is in Christ and is not bound by any social expectation to be a certain way.

I want Grayson to be completely the Grayson God designed him to be and not someone the world has molded.