Every year Mother's Day comes around and I take a moment to appreciate my mom and to revel in the love I have for my children. This year the day holds a little extra significance.
May 13th, 2012 was my due date.
Until this week, I hadn't even realized that the due date of my heaven child fell on Mother's Day. It's a bittersweet thought. Losing that child changed me...but I can't say that I feel overly sad. I know where that child rests and while I wish heaven wasn't our meeting place...I now anticipate the arrival of a new little life that could not have been if my fourth baby hadn't been taken to Jesus.
This Mother's Day, I will rejoice that I have been afforded the privilege of bearing children...something that many women would love to have but were not given. I will celebrate the lives of my three girls and ruminate on the joys that their existence have brought to me. I will honor the child that I did not meet and surrender that heartache to my Lord. I will anticipate the birth of the one growing inside of me and trust to God his/her health and well-being. I will thank my husband for walking this path with me and for making me a mother. I will remember all that my mother invested in me and appreciate the sacrifices that she made so that I could become the woman I am today.
I will hug my children tighter; I will tell them I love them; and I will commit to doing my best to raise them into people who honor the Lord and love others with fervor.
This Mother's Day, I may look back for a moment...but only so that I can look forward with more clarity and live & love in a way that will please the One who gave me the gift of motherhood.
For it is, indeed, a gift and I intend to cherish it.