I sat in church and remembered last year. Mother's Day 2008 was one of my lowest lows. I sat in the service and watched several of my friends dedicate their babies.
My heart longed for a child. My arms felt empty and my spirit was stale.
I was hopeful that our family would grow, but my confidence in that had been hit time after time.
This year, my heart overflowed.
It was surreal to be celebrated as a mother- yet intensely real.
Our little man has brought us so much joy.
I can say that every moment of pain was worth it. Every struggle with infertility took us right down the path we were meant to go down.
It didn't matter how it happened, I am honored to be a mother.