Most of the world wouldn't recognize me as a mother. I don't push a stroller around, I don't have drawings on the refrigerator, and I don't drive a mini-van. I've never decorated a nursery in our extra bedroom, I've never settled on a name, and I've never designed a birth announcement. And yet, I consider myself a mother. I believe that I have two precious babies in heaven, and I'm blessed to have a third growing and developing in me right now. I'm not showing yet, I don't have that "glow" yet, so I don't expect anyone (aside from my family) to wish me a Happy Mother's Day. But I consider myself a mother.
It was hard to go to church today. Our pastor preached on Hannah's story in 1 Samuel. If you haven't yet read her story in 1 Samuel, I strongly recommend it. It offers a Christian view of our desires to start a family and be a mother.
I wish a Happy Mother's Day to all mothers out there--those who have experienced the joy of watching their children grow and develop, and those who are still waiting to experience the miracle of life.
As for my blessing of the day, my own mother is my blessing. She and I have been through so much, but she is now my "go-to person". I've learned so much from her, and I only hope to be able to be as great a mom as she. Mom, I love you.