Eight years ago I celebrated my very first Mother's Day as a mom. To be honest, I don't really remember the specifics of that day, I believe we had a cook-out at our house but I could very well be mistaken. What I do remember though is the Mother's Day just before that one.....nine years ago today. I was actually pregnant but didn't know it yet and I remember that day being really, really emotionally difficult. All I wanted, more than anything in the world, was a child of my own. I've been thinking a lot about mom's this week and especially of those to-be mama's and those who wish to be mama's; I know this day can be very difficult for the latter.
Today I found myself reflecting on all of those mother's who have gone before us, my Grandma Bender and Collin's Grandma Lu in particular. Last night my mom and I were talking about her parents....my mom lost her mom when she was seven, my grandma lost her mother when she was 12 and she and her sister were raised in a orphanage. I never knew this before last night. I honestly can't fathom growing up without a mother and it made my heart ache for all of those that have had to endure that pain.
The weather was gorgeous here today and Collin and I were lucky to get to spend the day with both of our moms having lunch on Papa and Busha's back deck. The baby was passed from lap to lap and the boys played in the woods while the rest of us soaked in the sun, listened to the birds, and chatted. It was the perfect Mother's Day celebration.
I feel so thankful to have the opportunity to mother each of these children, grateful to have my mother and mother-in-law guiding me along the way, and so happy to be surrounded by friends and family who set such amazing examples of motherhood
Happy Mother's Day, everyone!