Saturday, May 11, 2013

Mother's Day

She made me love. She made me feel. She made me a mother. Before becoming a mom, I never understood how moms could behave the way they do. Gushy, always putting their children first, loving in such a way that I did not. Then I became a mom, the moment I saw sunshine's face. Well actually, long before then, but especially after I saw her face.

I could not wait to get on a plane to get her. I felt this uncontrollable desire to make sure she was OK. Her clothes. Her shoes. No toys. Nobody to love her, kiss her, hold her, to whisper....I love you. Nobody to gush, to put her first and nobody to love her in the way a mother loves.

My every thought was consumed by her, even from the moment we signed the application. I prayed for her, dreamed about her, day dreamed about her, thought about her every single moment. Yeah, I loved her then but after I saw her face....she was really mine, I knew where she was, what she looked like and many facts about her.

It was just different. I was a mom. This precious little baby gave me one of the greatest gifts of my life, being a mother. Nobody has ever given me that gift, it is priceless. I am proud to be her mama. Knowing her, knowing her heart....I am so proud.

She calls me mom. Thank you heavenly Father.