Sunday, May 8, 2016

This Morning...

   This morning, much like my mornings the past few weeks, I awoke to the little flutters of baby movements across my belly. Our sweet little girl has taken to reminding me that she's there right at 6am every morning. She moves and goes all day long, to the point where I am exhausted and ready for a nap by the afternoon. But with each little kick, hiccup, and flip I feel, I am more and more overjoyed to be carrying this little life. Joel has told me that every time I feel her move, I act as though I am feeling it for the first time, and I believe it. These sweet little movements will never stop amazing me from the little flutters, to her pressing on scar tissue. I hope to soak each and every one of them in until our Emersyn Jubilee makes her arrival.
   This morning, is also unlike most mornings, in that it is a day that we celebrate our mothers. A day that we recognize all they have done to raise us, all they have sacrificed so that we could have what we need, and all that they continue to do for us and our babies once we become adults. My mama is my best friend, and quite possibly the person I admire the most in the world. She shares my birthday and blessed me with her looks. She has shared in my triumphs and failures, my joys and my heartaches, broken arms, countless doctor's appointments, and late nights running high fevers. She's at almost every game, chorus concert, and school event, regardless of if she was staying up extremely late the night before working on a trophy order. She's our biggest fan, and the first one to stand up for us when we've been wronged. She prays over us, points us to Christ, and fights for us to know Him. She's not the best cook, but she's an awesome party planner. My mama deserves so much more than just Mother's Day. If I can be half the mom to Emersyn that she is, I will be grateful.
    So this morning, when I woke to a text from my mama telling me she's been a terrible mom this week and wishing me my first "Happy Mother's Day," I couldn't help but cry. It has been a rough week for both my mama and I. She had a tooth taken out this week and a kid with the flu. I have been battling sinus issues with the funky weather we've been having, dealing with Joel's forever long training days, realizing that some friendships aren't what they seem, and crying over the day that was our glory baby's due date. It's been a hard realization that I should have a one week old today, but it's been a week filled with love over our joyful little girl as we had great appointments to check on her.
    My mama, my mother-in-law, and my nana, all took the time this week and this morning to wish me a Happy Mother's Day, and I couldn't be more grateful for them. These wonderful women who have helped to mold me and my husband into the people we are, took the time on a day about them, to send a text or card to this soon-to-be mom. I have had the privilege of carrying two little lives in my womb, one I get to meet in just 15 weeks and the other I will meet in eternity. Two little lives that I prayed over, planned for, and loved more than ever thought possible. As my mama said in her text to me this morning, "you know the stretch, the depth, the love and the pain of a mother's heart." I have only experienced a small glimpse into the life of a mother. This Mother's Day for me, is this in between time as I wait for my little girl to be earth side. Next year, this day will be so much sweeter. My exhausted days and sleepless nights are only just beginning. Fighting for my child, worrying over her, and praying over her are things that I've come to know over the past 25 weeks and will only continue to do. Experiencing life with her, giggles, arguments, and seeing her grow into who God has created her to be will come all too soon.
    This morning, and all day today, I celebrate my mama especially and all the mothers in my life. Not just the ones related to me, but all those who have impacted and loved on me. Thank you all for pouring into my life, and for showing me so much of what motherhood is. For loving on your babies with such grace and beauty. You will never know how much it means to me to watch you as become a mom myself. Happy Mother's Day!

"Her children arise and call her blessed;
her husband also, he praises her:
Many women do noble things,
But you surpass them all."
Proverbs 31:28, 29