I have a love/hate relationship with Mother’s Day. Well, maybe “hate” is a bit strong. It’s more of a pleasure/pain relationship….
I love being a mom, and I love having a day to celebrate life with these sweet kiddies. But there have been some very hard moments on Mother’s Day, as well. When Anika was three years old, we lost a baby, and my due date was Mother’s Day.
When Kaylia finally came along, the joy she brought with her swallowed up most of the pain and sadness, and for a few years, Mother’s Day was happy again. But last year, I had a hard time. I was pregnant, but was still battling fear with my first trimester – I have a lot of baggage when it comes to first trimesters!!
This year, it was absolutely WONDERFUL to be able to just be. Be with my kids, be a mom, be content, be thankful, be blessed. After many, many years of ups and downs, waiting, praying, wondering, and hoping, we finally have the family I always dreamed of having. And my nose is being slobbered on once more, which is always a dream come true.:)