... and go over to Bread Crumbs in the Butter and read this post on a mother's love for her children. It is beautifully written, touching, and yes....it might make you cry and go hug your kiddos even if they are already in bed for the night.
I am continually amazed at the amount of pure love I have for Carson and Elias. No one can prepare you for it. Explain it. Describe it. Until you have those perfect little human beings to call your own. Your children. Even when they aren't acting so perfect ;)
I love you boys. Forever and Always.
Being a mother has brought so many emotions from my own adoption up from the basement of my mind. I can't imagine how hard it was for my birth mother to make the decision to give me up for adoption because she knew she couldn't provide a good life for me. Does her heart still ache like a mother who can't hug her child? Or has she long since forgotten that 7lb 4.5oz baby delivered on February the 25th? The love my own mother has for me always astounds me as well. To wait for a child for 11 years through infertility, surgeries, and adoption processes is a pain I will never know or want to know. I can't imagine the emptyness longing for a baby and the overwhelming joy when that baby finally enters your life. My mother gave me a poem when I was young about adoption. It is one of my favorite poems and most treasured gifts. I believe the message holds true because a mother's love is endless and unable to be contained.
Not flesh of my flesh
Not bone of my bone,
But still miraculously my own.
Never forget for a single minute,
You didn't grow under my heart
But in it.