On this Mother's Day, I was reflecting on the special relationship I have always shared with my own dear mother and the deep love and respect I have for her. She has always been such a shining example to me and has so many of the qualities I hope to possess as a wife, mother and daughter of God. She's strong, independent, beautiful, intelligent, educated, artistic, sophisticated, creative, funny, loyal and she loves the Savior dearly. But out of all the gifts and talents she has been blessed with, she always tells me that her most precious treasure on this earth is being a mother.
She has always made me feel that I could accomplish anything I set my mind to--she challenged me from an early age to be better and to want more out of life. She has always made me feel so loved. In my younger years when I was trying to find my way in this world and figure out who I was, she on more than one occasion fought the adversary on my behalf to help me find my way back to the Savior.
She has consoled and comforted me in some of my darkest and most painful moments and she has fed me temporally and spiritually in ways that only a tender mother can.
How thankful I am to my Father in Heaven for bringing us together in this life as mother and daughter.
I am eternally grateful for all the sacrifices she has made for me and my siblings over the years and for the love and investment of time she now shows to all of her grandchildren. They love their "KiKi" so much.
On this Mother's Day, as I peered over at my three beautiful children sitting next to me in church, my heart was overflowing with joy and gratitude. And as my two precious sons proudly walked to the stage and sang with the Primary for the special Mother's Day musical program and smiled so sweetly at me while singing, I couldn't hold back my tears. The flood gates opened. I literally felt like my heart was going to explode with love. Such a tender moment.
As I have said on more than one occasion here on my blog, there were several years prior to becoming a mother that I literally dreaded and mourned this day. It was a day that I dreaded most out of the year because of my infertility and the agonizing heartbreak I felt because I couldn't bear children. I had to put my trust in my Father in Heaven during this difficult time of my life and exercise greater faith in His plan for me and my husband.
But as I sit here today and look back over the past 8 years and the three beautiful children the Lord has now blessed us with through the gift of adoption....words could never fully express the gratitude, affection and love I feel for these amazing little spirits I've been blessed to raise and love.
This day is also a special time for us to celebrate their dear birthmothers...the women who gave them life and paid the ultimate sacrifice for them to be in our home. I carry them in my heart every single day...I pray for them always...I love them...and I am eternally indebted to each of these beautiful women for entrusting me to be the mother to our children.
I awoke to these beautiful orchids Sunday morning with a loving note from my sweet hubby. Oh how I love him!! They are my favorite color. Taylor and Gavin gave me a set of new earrings.. Noah was so excited to give me his gift....he loves to buy me plastic, "bling-bling" rings from the toy store. He went with Daddy on Saturday to shop and picked me out a beautiful new Brighton ring. It was the sweetest thing....he was beaming from ear to ear when I wore it to church on Sunday. :-) Such special memories made this year for Mother's Day.
Oh how thankful I am for the sacred gift of motherhood. It is the hardest job on earth and yet, the very BEST and most rewarding.....no matter how it comes to you!!