Motherhood – Life’s Greatest Challenge…

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I always wanted to be a mother. I always assumed I would be.  The first challenge was becoming a mother.  Four years of tests and procedures for things that would amaze you if you know they existed.  Amazing that anyone ever becomes pregnant given the multitude of factors that have to go just right.  Four years of a roller coaster every month.  Highs hoping, then dropping devastatingly fast each month.  Over and over and over again.  Slowly realizing that it may never happen.  But there was still adoption.  But the thought of starting out on a new path was overwhelming.  Small steps.

I made a call.  A most miraculous call.  The woman on the other end said, in basically these words, I have a little girl.  She can be yours if you want her.  There are no words to describe the feeling.  I won’t even try.  That little girl is my precious princess.  I have said this before in a previous post, God would not take a piece of my body, so he took a piece of my soul.  It seemed to take forever, but five months later she was in our arms and our home.

But I always wanted two children.  So a few years later, trying all over again.  But another most miraculous phone call from the same woman.  She said again in basically these words, I have a little boy about to be born.  Do you want him?  He is now the son I adore.  His adoption, however took a year and a half.  So hard waiting for him.  He walked off the plane, already drinking from a cup and eating solid food.  He too was a gift from God.  He is the gentlest of souls.

Motherhood has definitely proven to be the greatest challenge of my life.  I say that when you become a mother you spend the rest of your life worrying.  I had no role models as I was the only working mother I knew.  My mom had not worked, none of my friends worked.  You never know if you are doing it right.  But being a mother has brought me more joy than anything else.  There is nothing I would rather do than anything for my children.  Being a mother has surely brought one of life’s greatest joys.

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7 comments

  1. pensitivity101 · May 10, 2018

    I am so glad for you and your family. I too wanted children but it wasn’t meant to be. Maybe that’s why I took to fostering in the 80s, though with someone else, not Hubby.
    We tried when we got together, but the social wouldn’t let us unless I gave up my job and she wanted us to have under 5s short term. I was the major breadwinner, Hubby worked in a school, and we wanted teenagers long term with a view to adoption. No, she wasn’t having it, and turned us down. I was furious because I knew there were teenagers out there that needed a chance of security and love, that perhaps we could give, given the chance.
    Children are precious, however they come to us. Lovely post Annette.

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    • anstalmi · May 10, 2018

      I can’t believe they wouldn’t let you foster a teenager. How ridiculous is that? Especially since they are so hard to place, and there you are with a loving home to offer to a teen who so desperately needs it. Ridiculous how hard it is when you can’t conceive.

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      • pensitivity101 · May 11, 2018

        As I said, the social worked assigned to us was fixated on short term under 5s, and insisted I should give up my job. I’m afraid Hubby showed her the door.

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  2. Don'tHateOnMe · May 13, 2018

    I nominated you! (3 days – 3 quotes challenge)
    https://fueledbyquotes.wordpress.com/2018/05/13/mothers-12-3-days-3-quotes-3/

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  3. anstalmi · May 17, 2018

    I will get to it in a day or two. Have had some stuff to deal with the last few days.

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