Having children was a hard won victory for me. The hubby and I tried for 4 years to have our first baby. But finally, after what seemed like a million trips to the fertility specialist and at least that many different procedures, crying every month when I discovered I wasn't pregnant, finally conceiving and miscarrying, the first of our four perfect babies was placed in my arms at the hospital.
My OB had a tradition of singing a Swedish birthday song to every baby he delivered. He had a beautiful voice. But my eyes were only for my baby. How I had longed for him.
And yet, even though I had dreamt of that moment everyday for all those years, I had no idea how quickly and how intensely I would fall in love with that beautiful little creature. How my entire identity would change the instant he was born. How I would forever be his mother.
And now, almost 11 years later, I have four beautiful children. And I am insanely in love with all of them. And I thank my Heavenly Father daily for the gift he has given me in them. And I pray that I will be worthy of that gift.
And how grateful I am for my mother who gave me the gift of life, and who is, unquestioningly, one of the strongest women I have ever known. And to my sweet mother-in-law who is as much my mother as she is the hubby's. I am so blessed to have these two wonderful women in my life to mother me, to give me advice, and to listen when all I want to do is complain.
Happy Mother's Day.