Thoughts on being a mother

It never ends, this blessing called motherhood. Whichever the road we travel by,
once we embark on this journey, we are committed to it for life. Here is to all the amazing mothers
out there.

When I first knew about you, I wasn't sure
if I could love you,
but God knew better.

When I first knew about you, I was terrified
that something would happen to take you away
but God knew better.

As days turned into weeks into months, I was so
afraid to love you, in case you left us to go back to Heaven.
but God knew better.

Even as you were getting ready to come meet us,
I wasn't sure if we could love you enough.
but God knew better.

The instant I saw your tiny face I thought
my heart would explode into a million pieces
of love and awe and wonder, all because
God knew better.

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