As Mother’s Day approaches each year, I’m reminded of the hurt I feel in my heart because I’m not a mom. When Mike and I got pregnant in 2010, my due date was around Mother’s Day and I remember thinking “How awesome is that!” What a great way to finally get to celebrate this one day I’ve been wanting to become a part of for so long. But it wasn’t meant to be. And that first Mother’s Day after our miscarriage was so difficult, and each one since has still left me a little sad.
Oh, but God has a plan in store for us! We’re almost a waiting family and it could be any day that we’re matched with a birth mother, and we get to call ourselves parents. I like the sound of that! Patience is not one of my best attributes, but the adoption process is transforming me. I constantly hear the words of my favorite movie The Wizard of Oz – “all in good time my pretty, all in good time”.
I am blessed to have so many wonderful women in my life – my mom, Grannie, Grandma, mother-in-law, sister-in-law, countless aunts, cousins and friends. I can only hope to be as great as they are as a mom and will make sure to look to them once our parenting journey begins. So this Mother’s Day, I’m going to think about the positive and the hope of what is to come. I’m going to be part of the club one day!