Hi friends! Happy Tuesday.
I hope everyone had an incredible weekend. We SURE did.
As Drew and I were finishing up brunch on Saturday morning before heading home, we started talking about how fortunate we were to be able to get away together. It was a huge treat to have more than a couple hours just the two of us. We ate great food, walked along the lake, golfed 18 holes, had a couple’s massage, ate ice cream cones, worked out together, and relaxed. We stayed at the Grand Geneva, and we would highly recommend it!
In addition to all of this, we knew our little guy was in the best hands. Drew’s parents LOVE watching Maxwell and sent us pictures of all of their adventures. They also did far too much around our house, so we are endlessly thankful to them! My mother-in-law joked that we were going to start having them come once a month just for the extra cleaning, which doesn’t sound like a bad idea 😉
On Saturday night we celebrated both of our mamas with a grill out. It is SO fun to get our parents together and the dads even stayed up to 2 am talking. At 10 pm I called it a night and told them I’m taking care of 2 little babies (Max and baby #2). Going to bed on time has been the key to this pregnancy, if I don’t I really pay for it the next day and need to nap.
On Sunday morning we made them a big breakfast before they left. After that, it was our time to celebrate Mother’s Day as a family of 3. My first Mother’s Day.
It was too sweet and we did things that I love. Like go on a long nature walk and get dressed up to go out to dinner. Max was being the sweetest little guy, like he knew it was a special day. He is the cuddliest baby and gives the best hugs, I think the Lord knew I needed a cuddly one.
As we celebrated, I kept thinking that I was incredibly lucky to be his mama and to have another baby growing inside of me. Last year on Mother’s Day when Maxwell was full term in my belly we went to church. I remember the pastor saying something like, “Happy Mother’s Day to all the mamas out there. I also wanted to take a second to acknowledge that this day is really tough for some women. Those that have yearned to be a mom and haven’t been able to. Those that have lost their mom. Those that have lost a child. So as we celebrate, we also acknowledge those women.”
I’m so glad he said those words because I know how true they are. I have friends that would do anything to be a mama and that are having trouble conceiving. I have friends that have lost their mamas way too early. Friends that miscarried along their journey. I cannot imagine what they go through on days like Sunday when mamahood is celebrated.
I saw my friend Tara’s post and I loved her words. I asked if I could share it, she happily obliged:
“Celebrating my first day as a mom on Mother’s day….it still feels a bit surreal but I am soaking it all in today! These two amazing ladies in my life, I have so much love for you both.
Mother’s day for the past five years was one of those days that made a knot in my stomach. For so long I have wanted to me called mama, and now that I am, there is a feeling of completeness….but those gut wrenching feelings of longing for something that was so far out of my reach are still in the back of my mind. For all of the ladies out there that may be in this season of life…you are in my thoughts and on my heart. My husband said it best in the letter that he wrote to me in my first Mother’s Day card this morning.
‘There will be times in your life when all of your instincts tell you to do something, something that defies logic, upsets your plans, and may seem crazy to others. When that happens, you do it. Listen to your instincts and ignore everything else. Ignore logic, ignore the odds, ignore the complications and just go for it.’ To all the amazing mothers out there and the mama’s in waiting, here’s to you.”
That makes my eyes fill with tears every single time I read it.
Tara took pictures of our family when our little squish was 3 months old (here is her post of our session, I love every single picture). We connected SO fast and she shared that she was getting closer and closer to becoming a mama. She was in the adoption process. Nothing had been easy or fast on her road to becoming mama, but now here she is. Full of love and joy. And I, cannot get enough of their little family.
When I wrote to her asking if I could share her caption and pictures, I also wanted to thank her for being so honest and vulnerable in her journey. When we spoke during our family session she shared details about how it was sometimes hard to do family session during certain part of her journey, or how she had to make friends that weren’t mamas. Tara is going to write a blog about her journey and I cannot wait to share more of the details with you all.
I just wanted to add this into the post in case it speaks to you. If you road to mama isn’t exactly what you imagined it would be, my thoughts, prayers, and well wishes are with you. I hope more than anything that a little one finds his or her way into your arms.
My mama was adopted, and my dad is a step-dad (although they dropped the “step” title). So I grew up knowing that a mama and daddy’s love doesn’t require DNA. Our family wasn’t “step” or “half” we were just family. A belated Happy Mother’s Day to all mamas out there.