30 days of Gratitude - Day 9

 

I’ve been a mama a long time. I’ve done many things right, and probably more wrong. Through all the years, a mama’s heart never forgets how she felt when she laid her eyes on her baby for the first time. My heart has never forgotten... I’ve labored nine times and each one that arrived was so precious to my heart. The first one with long brown hair that was so silky smooth, the next so bald that his head was just as smooth, a third with light fuzzy hair all over. Then a second brown headed doll, followed by two blonds in a row added to our menagerie. One Labor Day a tiny baby that I will never meet this side of heaven arrived. A third brown headed daughter one with a lone curl at the nape of the neck. Followed by a little blond boy who was a great mix of his two older brothers. Finally, a sweet little girl who came out in a rush, eager to both start and finish life faster than her mama was ready for. A mama never forgets... This mama hasn’t forgotten... On the special days and on the other 355 days of the year... My heart is so grateful to be called a mama!

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