We all have a mother. Mother’s Day is a day that we can celebrate the gift of life we all have been given, no matter the circumstances. Life is a gift. Every mother has a story.
Here is a portion of my motherhood story:
Forty-three years ago, I was in a doctor’s office. I clearly heard a heartbeat that was amplified by an archaic microphone on my abdomen. It was strong, and it was mine, or so I thought. I was not expecting to hear anything. I was pregnant only about two months, according to the rabbit. (Older Americans will understand the reference to the rabbit 🙂 I merely went to the doctor for a checkup.
My mind was blown that day. You see, the doctor informed me that this sound was my baby’s heartbeat and that it was highly unusual to hear a heartbeat so early in pregnancy (in those days). My daughter was born seven months later, confirming the divine intervention of hearing her heartbeat so soon in the pregnancy. What blew my mind was when the doctor said it was not my heartbeat. It was my baby’s. I sat on that examination table, shocked, awestruck, and awakened. This was no tissue mass. It was a human being.
Subsequently, my daughter was born healthy. It was because of her that I grew up and began to understand a few facts in life that are really common sense:
-We can’t choose our birth parents.
-We can’t choose when we are born.
-We can’t choose our gender at birth.
-Some things we simply cannot control. They are in the hands of God.
And there’s more to the story…
Fast forward eight years. The doctor told me my third child was a “product of conception,” not viable, and a high-risk pregnancy. Two months in utero (again!), something shaped like a peanut swam quickly across the monitor. It was no product of conception. It was a baby. Of course, the doctors suggested a test to see if this baby was defective, that I might want to abort it. The doctor couldn’t believe that this was a baby. I refused to give up or give in. My prayers were answered and my son was born healthy. My non-believing doctor could only credit God for the birth of this child.
Mother’s Day: Every mother has a story
In any case, Mother’s Day is a good day to remember: Life is a gift. Every mother has a story. If you don’t know your mother’s story, it could be a blessing in disguise to hear it. If your mother is deceased, Mother’s Day is still a good day to quietly thank her for the gift of life, no matter the circumstances or the current cultural expectation.
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