You see, your birthday is not about the day that we became parents. It's about you and your birth mommy. Because when you came into the world one year ago today on October 14th at 6:43pm, we had absolutely no idea. Daddy was just getting home from work and I was out with my family at an alumni fundraiser basketball game watching my dad play. I sat there, composing a very different one year blog post in my head, one in which I would write to the little girl who was our first match, and who was about to turn 1.
I had no idea that on this night one year ago, the world would change forever for a woman who I didn't know but who would become a part of my heart and thoughts. She gave birth to you, a precious, tiny 5 lb 7 oz baby boy. And while sometimes it makes me sad that I wasn't there, I also feel that it was a sacred time that I do not want to disrupt. Because while I've never given birth, I can only imagine the wealth of overwhelming emotion and pain, especially when an adoption plan is involved.
And so, while I watched your grandpa play basketball, with a heart that still ached and longed to be a mommy, while daddy wound down after a day at work with a hundred kids, none of which would come home with him, J bravely and selflessly delivered you into this world. Your story outside of the womb on this earth began. And it's okay that we didn't know it yet. Because this is all part of your story, and this day is reserved for you to celebrate the incredible love that J has for you. The bond that she forged with you for 9 months, culminating in your birth. And while we pray that this isn't the end of your story with her, for now we have to celebrate without her. And so, this day we celebrate you and we honor the woman who gave you life and taught you the great depths of a mommy's love. Today is your day, together.
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