This day--Mother's Day--has elicited a wide range of emotions over the last couple of years.
2007--my husband and I had just gotten married two months prior, I was still on birth control, but I was hopeful that I would someday be a mother.
2008--after trying for almost a year, I was starting to get a bit frustrated and started to fear I would never be a mother.
2009--by this point, I had suffered two losses, but was pregnant again on Mother's Day with what would be my third loss. I oscillated between wanting to celebrate and feeling like I had to demonstrate caution. Furthermore, I identified with being a "mother", even if no one else recognized my status.
2010--again, I was pregnant on Mother's Day--but this time with a heartbeat and a bump to show for it. Finally, the world was starting to recognize me as a something I felt I was since first learning I was pregnant the first time around. Finally, the day was barely--just barely--starting to become "sweet", and not only "bittersweet".
And now, here in 2011, I have my Ella. I woke up this morning feeling the same way I do on Christmas or my birthday. I have waited and waited for this day for so long, and now that it's here, I couldn't be happier. God is so good in making me a mom, and teaching me so much in the process.
I know that today is hard for so many, as it has been for me in the past. For those women who are still waiting with empty arms, I pray that God surround you with His comfort as He continues to prepare you for the journey which you are on.
Today's blessing is being able to celebrate finally being a mom. I know that Ella is truly a gift from God.