Denise called me as I was heading out to PTO tonight and said "Can you believe the news?" I said, "What news?" We debated back and forth a few minutes and she told me to go look at Beth's blog..... I was in the car!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was about to come out of my seat! I could tell by her tone it was good news, not bad! She wouldn't say.... said she couldn't.... I said to her....."Beth is pregnant!!" felt it in my bones..... she just laughed and said go to her blog as soon as you get home!
Well, I hit the door at BES and had to have my "name checked off the list" to verify that an administrator had seen me there and I wasn't one of the lowlife teachers that tries to skip out on PTO (even though I hate it too) but i told my Asst. Principal that I had to run to my room and look at the computer b/c of the exciting news I had just heard (on my way to PTO) ! I knew it! I knew it! I knew it! For some reason, even though it is a miracle and totally amazing, I knew it!!
I couldn't be more happy for anyone in the world!!!!
So this is for all this wonderful news and the wonderful news that has happened in the past, I found this poem and I thought it was appropriate..
Thoughts on Becoming (Being) a Mother”
There are women that become mothers without effort, without thought, without patience or loss
and though they are good mothers and love their children,
I know that I will be different.
I will be different not because of genetics, or money or that I have read more books...
but because I have struggled and toiled for this child.
I have longed and waited.
I have cried and prayed.
I have endured and planned over and over again.
I have experienced a tremendous struggle to attain this dream.
I will notice everything about my little child.
I will take time to watch him/her sleep, explore and discover.
I will marvel at this miracle everyday for the rest of my life.
I will be happy when I wake in the middle of the night to the sound of his/her cry,
knowing that I can comfort, hold and feed him/her
and that I am not waking to a cry of my own broken dream!
I consider myself lucky in this sense;
that God has given me insight, this special vision
with which I will look upon him/her unlike any one else.
I will NOT be careless of my LOVE.
I have been trialed by fire and hell that others may have faced,
yet given time, and much heartache, I stood tall.
I have prevailed.
I have succeeded.
I have won.
When I see others hurt around me,
I do not run from their pain in order to save myself discomfort.
I see it, mourn it, and join in theirs.
And even though I cannot make it better,
I can make it less lonely.
I have felt that immense power of another hand holding tight to mine,
of other eyes that moisten as they learn to accept the harsh truth
and when life is beyond hard.
I have learned a compassion that only comes with walking in those shoes.
I have learned to appreciate my life.
....YES! I will Be(am) a Wonderful Mother...