Sunday, May 8, 2011

Happy Mother's Day

First I would like to say that I am thinking of all you women who so want to be a mom and of the women out there who ARE moms, but don't have their children here on Earth to hold and love on. I hope you find peace and comfort today in knowing that there is a plan for our lives.

Happy Mother's Day to my own sweet mom. How lucky am I that almost 28 years ago my mom took me into her arms and decided to love me. I can honestly say that she is my best friend. Becoming a mom myself, puts everything into perspective. The things we want to do, don't always come out right. The decisions we make in the best interest of our children, don't always manifest themselves in the way we think they should. My mom and I didn't always get along. I can vividly remember calling my mom annoying and some other choice words that I so wish I could take back, in my teenage years. And I also remember thinking that I would NEVER do x, y, and z like my mom did. I can't even count the number of times I rolled my eyes or turned my shoulder or told my friends that my mom "just didn't get it." Of course, now I realize, that had NOTHING to do with her and everything to do with me asserting my independence and learning from my foolishness. But, boy, what I would give to take back all those moments. She has such grace, strength, intelligence, compassion, and joy and I would be blessed to be half the mother she is.

And to my sweet children, I am so blessed to be a mom. I have never for one second taken that fact for granted, although I do often forget to celebrate the difficult times as much as the great ones. I realize that I could never truly appreciate how wonderful it is to have Connor happy in my arms, until I have tasted what it's like to see him with a fever, or carry him into the hospital when he's crying. The sweet moments are so much sweeter when God reminds you that not all moments are sweet. Certainly, if I had to say the biggest life lesson I have taken from Cole's existence, it has been what a true miracle it is to birth a whole and healthy baby and then to get the honor of being able to keep him/here on earth with you.

A Picture of Connor and Daddy at breakfast Mother's Day
We didn't get a photo of Connor and Me. I know that sounds fishy and it certainly sounds like I may have done that on purpose...but it was a complete accident. 

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