Here is my post from Mother's Day 2016 (pregnant with my first):
The Mom I Want To Be: Thoughts on Mother's Day
Last Mother's Day we had just started trying to get pregnant and I
remember, for the very first time, Mother's Day felt uncomfortable. We
had only been trying for a month, but even then it was weird to be at a
place where I was ready and wanted to be a mom but wasn't yet. We had
gone to church that day and I watched all my sweet mommy friends receive
hand painted crafts from their little ones while we sat through a
morning of honoring moms. It is a lovely sentiment and one I look
forward to in the coming future, but it definitely left an unsettling
feeling in my stomach.
And yet here we are, a year later, with our son kicking me in the gut
every few minutes. All that gushy mom stuff is just around the corner
and even now I feel myself especially sentimental about what it means to
be a mom.
But I have to say, while I feel like I half get to celebrate this
Mother's Day, I am ashamed to admit how quickly this holiday became all
about myself.
The expectations of what I wanted, what I deserve, and the lofty dreams I
make up in my head started to consume. I started feeling sorry for
myself as I pregnancy waddled through the Saturday afternoon crowd at
the grocery store to put together Mother's Day dinner all on my own. I
made a mental list of what the perfect gift would be to receive from my
husband on this first Mother's Day and how I would make him take me out
for a meal on Saturday only to find out he had to work instead.
And then I got this sweet card in the mail. A friend of mine sent me
the kindest Mother's Day card and it reached in and grabbed my heart.
It made me consider the type of mom (and woman) I wanted to be -
prompting me to take a step back and reevaluate my intentions on this
holiday.
I want to be the type of friend that thinks of my own mom friends on
Mother's Day - to be thoughtful enough to send a card to an expectant
mom. It makes me think of my friends who continue to struggle with
infertility and what an especially hard day Mother's Day can be. It
would have been nice to pop a card in the mail letting them know I am
thinking of them.
I consider my own mom who spends her entire Mother's Day weekend at her
flower shop, serving other well deserving moms beautiful sentiments of
love through flowers, while expecting nothing in return. She has
sacrificed every Valentine's Day and Mother's Day since I have been
alive to her business, never sulking that she doesn't get these days to
herself.
I think about my mother in law and what a wonderful job she did raising
my husband. As I prepare to raise my own son, I want to look to her in
appreciation and respect for the mother she has been to him. I desire
to continue to honor her role as mother in our lives and not just make
this holiday all about myself now.
And then I think of my husband. The man who has given me this gift of
being a mom as he sacrifices his day off to work and continue to provide
for our family. He gives me so much all year long, expecting so much
in one day only sets him up for failure.
I want to be the type of mom that gives and loves selflessly. To love
and serve my children as a calling on my life with no strings attached.
I want to be a wife, friend, and daughter who is thoughtful enough to
honor others before even worrying about myself.
I want to be a mom that is grateful every day for the life that I have
been given. To find my worth in knowing that I am loved by simply being
more present in the moment and to embrace the priceless gifts that are
already before me.
I want to be a mom that appreciates each day. Even when things are
hard. And even when I get caught up in my own selfishness. I am
thankful for the moms who have gone before me, who have shown me what
gracious love looks like. I want to be a mom like them who encourages
other moms to see their Mother's Day gifts are already right in front of
them each and every day.
Happy Mother's Day to all my mom friends and my hoping to be a mom one
day friends as well. You are a gift to me and for that I am forever
grateful.


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