What a difference a year can make.
Mother's Day last year was awful. I had surgery two days before to remove my baby from my fallopian tube and ended up having to have my tube removed as well. On Mother's Day, instead of getting to tell my brother (who was on a mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints in the Merida, Mexico Mission at the time) on his phone call home that he was going to be an uncle like we had planned, we had to tell him about the pregnancy and how we had lost it. It was an all around a sad day, and even now, a year later, as I sit here typing this I can't help but cry just remembering the sadness that overwhelmed me then.
This Mother's Day was a complete turn around from last year. Instead of being sad, I couldn't help but feel joyful. I am once again on the road to motherhood. This will be my last Mother's Day of not being a mother. I am 15 weeks along and couldn't be more excited or ready for this journey.
A wise friend of mine commented that this pregnancy is proof that God answers prayers and keeps His promises, and that could not be more true. He is truly amazing in the way he works. He always has a plan, and when His plans do not align with yours it is because His are so much greater than what you could imagine for yourself.
