What A Difference A Year Makes

Last Mother’s Day was full of sadness and heartache. I ached to be a mother. Church was so emotional. I sobbed through the baby dedication and Mother’s Day video. I remember telling myself that I NEVER wanted to forget the ache in my heart and the pain of not having a child. Even when I was wiping snotty noses and dirty bottoms, I wanted to remember just how much it hurt to have empty arms.Last year several people at church prayed for me and believed that this year I would be blessed with a bundle of joy! What a difference a year makes. This year, Mother’s Day is all about this sweet face! I love this Little Man something fierce!

God heard the cries of my heart and answered my prayer for children. Today I didn’t just celebrate my first Mother’s Day, but John and I dedicated Jackson at church! What a special day! Our preacher asked all the mommies to stand, as well as, all those yearning to be mother’s and he prayed for us. I remember standing two year’s ago, when I was one of those who wanted nothing more than to have a child. I am so glad he included all those wanting to be mother’s. Mother’s Day can down-right suck for those who can’t have children, have lost children or have lost mother’s.

John and I were thankful that we got to celebrate with both of our mom’s! All of our family came in to celebrate Mother’s Day, Jackson’s Dedication and the finalization of his adoption. I am thankful that I got to celebrate with my mom! She has had a rough few months, but she is a cancer survivor and one tough cookie!

Here are a few photos from our weekend of celebration….