You may remember our road to a baby that I shared awhile back. One month ago today, we got to meet our little miracle. A baby girl named Promise Emerie.
*photo by Cassy Berry Photography*
With Mother’s Day just around the corner, I find myself in a funny spot. This will be the first Mother’s Day that I get to have a baby in my arms, the first Mother’s Day that won’t require fake smiles and vague answers to questions like, “When are you gonna have kids?” and sitting awkwardly when all of the moms are asked to stand and be recognized at church.
Because the truth is, even though Promise is the first baby we got to meet, get to hold and diaper and kiss and bathe, I was already a mom.
And I’m not alone.
This Mother’s Day, my heart is SO grateful for all of the amazing moms that truly make this world a better place. But it also breaks for the moms who don’t get to hold their babies, the future moms who are still waiting every day for a miracle, and the ones who have to endure their first, or second, or tenth painful Mother’s Day.
Take this opportunity to love on other Moms this Sunday. Celebrate them whether you can see their kids or not. And for those of you still waiting, for those of you missing pieces of your heart, I’ll share this little reminder that my sister gave to me on a painful Mother’s Day just two years ago.
Happy Mother’s Day!