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My Mommy has two Mommies

Mother's Day is a few days away, this year is a little different. Each year on FB I mention a thank you to my birth Mom for what she did... this year I can say it to her! We have known each other since November and I am so thankful she is a patient woman! I am trying to figure out how this works, how I fit in to this family puzzle and she forgives my lack of birthday cards and so much more!

In December my kids were so excited to tell people about what had taken place and our little girl would blurt out "My Mommy has two Mommies!"  people just smiled and said okay... looking for an explanation and I would tell them the story. In all honesty I have four Mom's. All four have loved me in different ways. My birth Mom loved me enough to realize her world and life at that moment would not be right for me and she placed me for adoption. My foster Mom took over the role and loved me as a baby until I was matched with a family, she became an "aunt" and was in my life... we went to church together, I was in the choir she directed, we spent lots of time in her gardens and she came to my wedding. My adopted Mom had been waiting a long time to have a child, she endured ten years of "when are you going to start a family?" and then I came along. She loved me through ear aches, broken bones, a bullied soul and a sparkle phase (THAT in itself takes lots of love!). My fourth Mom met me at 15, I was a kid who was hurt, who created huge stories so people wouldn't know the real hurt that was in my life. She is the one I have always turned to when I need to talk, cry or pray, she loves my family as if they are her own and I am so grateful.

I am so blessed to have had these woman make sacrifices for me in their own way, for one it was saying good-bye, for another it was time, for one it was everything... learning to love a little child, one who would have challenges and for another it was about practicing patience and loving someone who did things her kids never did.

Every year I call some of these Mom's to say thank you. I have lost tough with my foster Mom but I think she knows how grateful my adopted Mom and I are for her and her husband saying yes when they got the call. This year I get to add another to call on Sunday and I am looking forward to it.  Happy Mother's Day and THANK YOU for your love, your laughter and your tears...... and K... for your cookie squares.


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