In one year, I planned five, yes five baby showers.  It was like this epidemic at work.  I had just finished going through fertility testing, finding out I was unable to bare a child.  Yet, all these women around me were pregnant.  These women would go around, rubbing their bellies, planning baby nurseries, searching for baby names, and comparing if they would be a “stay at home mom” vs. a “part-time mom.”  The copy of “What to Expect When Not Expecting” book lying around the lunch table. One day, I went shopping for one of the baby showers.  I literally got so overwhelmed on all the different kinds of blues…

I guess you could say this is my first official/unofficial mother’s day.  What did my family do? They let me sleep!  Let me tell you how glorious that is! Normally my little ones will come in around 6am on the weekends.  Today has been a peaceful day.  As I write this now, I hear the girls up the street with the neighbor kids playing, my husband washing his truck, and I am laying outside in a lawn chairs as I listen to the birds chirping and feel the summer bugs crawling in our backyard.  What a beautiful, sunny day! As I sit out here, I reminisce on previous mother’s days…

All my life I grew up in church.  Growing up in a Christian home, I was taught the sanctity of Human Life.  I remember my mother’s own story.  She was given the option, to make a choice; to terminate the life of what they thought would be a downs baby.  They went through how hard it would be to take care of a child of special needs…(guess what guys, my brother is normal than ever, most of the time). Growing up, my mother spent the majority of our childhood years working with special needs children.  I believe that was her calling.  If she hadn’t of had that option, I don’t…