Happy Mother’s Day to You, Too


Happy Mother’s Day to you, too.

Yes, I’m talking to you, the woman who expected to be dressing a baby bump or even holding a newborn this weekend.

I want to wish you a Happy Mother’s Day.

To the millions of women who have suffered a miscarriage on their road to Motherhood, I see you. I understand you. I was you.

But guess what, you are a Mom, and I want to virtually wrap my arms around you with a big hug and wish you a Happy Mother’s Day.

Please don’t let grief rob you this weekend of the joy and hope of one day holding your own child.

On my road to being a Mom, I lost four babies. It was after my third miscarriage that my own Mom did something I will never forget.

She gave me a Mother’s Day card.

Tears escaped and ran down my face, but they were tears of gratitude. Someone else recognized that I had been a Mom to those babies, even if I never got to snuggle them in my arms.

When you become pregnant, you become a Mom. At least that is how I see it. You go from living for yourself and by yourself, to living for the new life growing in you.

You immediately start to make sacrifices. Some of you might’ve had to manage countless medical appointments into your already busy schedule. Some might’ve had to start a new medication. Others might have had to stop an existing medication. You gave up sushi and coffee and a bunch of other yummy foods you used to like but suddenly made you sick. You put that growing baby within you ahead of all your physical wants.

The love for that tiny babe grows day by day as his or her little body grows day by day. And if that little body stops growing, it does not mean your love for your baby stops. It also does not mean you got the Mom title ripped from you.

The sacrifices you made, the joy you shared, the sickness you endured, and the eventual tears you cried are all evidence of you being a Mom.

So Happy Mother’s Day, my dear. Cry if you need, but rise above the grief. Speaking from experience, the peace that comes after choosing to come up out of the sadness is so precious. You will be a better person, a better Mom, because of this.

Happy Mother’s Day.

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Oklahoma City has been home for me from day one. My husband Chris and I met at our church in OKC in 2013, and were married a year later. He works for the FAA, and I work my Real Estate and health and wellness businesses from my home-office. We have two boys under two years of age and our big fur-baby, Solomon. You’ll find lots of family time, DIY projects, cooking, a balanced lifestyle, and love in our SW OKC home.


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