This was the first Mother's day that I ever celebrated being a mother of seven. I missed Sam today, as she is living 6 hours away, but I was grateful to have so many close. We have a great family. I have never been the kind of mom that hated Mother's day like many mom's do. I know that my best, although not perfect, is enough. I read a message today from a mom who was disgruntled about the word 'sacrifice' being used in connection with what mom's do. She said she didn't believe that anything she did for them was a sacrifice. I believe something a bit different now that we have had Jamie and Jake. I have learned more about sacrifice, which I didn't really believe I understood, over the past year and a half than in my entire life. We do sacrifice our desires to make sure our kids are taken care of and safe, but sometimes sacrifice is not something we recognize while we are doing it. Maybe that feels a little more real because of the impending transfer of those that I love to live with their mom again. Sometimes loving so deeply and knowing that it is going to hurt is a sacrifice. I love each of the kids I birthed and the ones I did not.
Being a mom is the most important thing a woman can do in this life and the coolest thing is that you can still be a mom even if you can't birth children. I love being a mom!
Plus: my gift was two uninterrupted hours of sleep in the middle of the day. It was beautiful!
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