Although my mom did give birth to me (which I am thankful for), the things that came after were probably more important. She bounced around the house while I was a crying baby, she rocked me and sang Silent Night to me, she listened about my bad days at school, she gave me a curfew, she cried with me when I was hurting. She has been my source of unconditional love. Even when I pierced my tongue at age 18 and she was furious, I know she still loved me.
So I must remember - that's what I want. I want to soothe a crying baby, wake up for midnight feedings, push a stroller, hold a tiny hand, read bedtime stories, and teach about life and love. I want to be a mother.
An adoptive momma, who's blog I follow, made me cry in a recent post. Thank you http://ttimes3.wordpress.com/ for this.
To my dear friends who are still waiting for their precious dreams, I promise you, your dream will come true. And in those darkest moments when you think all hope is lost, remember, that “no matter how your heart is beating, if you keep on believing, the dream that you wish will come true.” As someone who never thought this distant dream of mine would come true, I promise you this as true as the sky is blue, it will come true.
So I will choose to believe that my dream will come true. Someday soon, I will be a mom.