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My first Mother’s Day, holding a baby in my arms and not grieving.
Today, I held my son and cried tears of joy and gratefulness. The wait was hard, but it shaped me. It molded me and made me into the woman I am today.
My heart is so full. I’ll never get tired of this. I spent years praying and begging God for this child and I am overjoyed. I am in awe. I love being Samuel’s mother. He is truly a gift from the Lord, and I am soaking up every single moment.
My husband wrote the most beautiful tribute to me today (last slide), and I couldn’t have asked for a better man to be married to and build a family with.
Sharing some pictures of life lately 💙
If you are grieving today, I see you. You are not alone. Please take care of yourself and don’t give up. Keep hope alive.

JOY.
I have uncontainable joy. I spent years feeling far from joy. And today, I feel peace, joy, and hope that is indescribable.
I told you not to take any moment for granted. Nothing is wasted, even the grief. God is good.
And Marcel has loved me, tenderly held my heart when I felt like giving up, and kept hope alive when it felt impossible.