It's a bittersweet Mother's day. I got a wonderful Breakfast in bed, and a snuggle from my amazing Emma. I'm having hope for this baby in my belly that I get to see again on Friday, and despite our continued financial concerns related to Joe's almost-year of not gainful employment, life is good.
But I miss my Mom. So very, very, very much. So much that my heart aches with the pain of missing her. There's not a day that goes by that I don't think about her and miss her, wish she were here. I sent flowers to my younger brother today so he could take them to my Mom's grave site for her.
I miss my lost babies, all 9 of them. All the hopes and dreams that were lost, all that pain that we suffered in losing them, and the long journey from 2006 when we started to today.
So much pain. So much joy. This must be what being a Mother is all about.
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