A mother...finally!

I've been dreaming of this day for so long....my first mothers day. And here it is finally and I could not be any happier! As i write this I hold my precious boy in my arms, hear his soft breathing and I feel blessed. I want to remember this day forever. Remember the smile he gave me when we woke him at 6:30 in the morning for church. Remember him giving me a high five as I lifted my hand in prayer at church. Remember that as I hold him now, he is wearing half a suit....his top all fancied up and his bottom baring his wonderful chunky little legs. I am so in love with this boy. I am so blessed.

 3 years ago, I cried, longing to hold my own sweet little one on mother's day...wondering why it still had not happened. 2 years ago, I cried on mother's day, having recently lost the sweet tiny tiny baby I had carried. 1 year ago, I cried on my way to the hospital wondering why my baby had not moved inside of me...wondering if once again I would lose him. 1 year ago, I cried as the doctor showed him on the screen, dehydrated, yet alive and well sucking his little thumb.

Today there are still tears, but they are tears of joy and praise! I hold my baby today! He is here with me and has made me a mother! Praise God! Praise God!He answered my prayer! Praise God! I love being a mother!