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Happy Mother's Day

Last year this time, I was pregnant with Mackenzie. It was what we considered at the time to be my "pre" first Mother's Day essentially. This year I have been blessed with the most special gift I could have ever been given. I have a very happy 9 month old that is truly the light of my life.

On this Mother's Day though, I am having moments of sadness because all though I have little Mackenzie, I am all to familiar with other's struggles in motherhood. Just yesterday, a lady that was a part of the birth board that I joined lost her son to SMA Type 1. He was just over 10 months old. It was always a fatal diagnosis, but it was still something that shook everyone that knew him personally and even those of us that only knew him through blogs, Facebook posts, and pictures. Yesterday, heaven receieved a precious little angel. I'm sure he is running and laughing with the other children today and watching his own mom while smiling the most gorgeous smile. While I want to celebrate my family, I also want to make sure that people know that women everywhere should be celebrated on this day.

We may not all be "mothers" in the traditional sense. There are those of us that have had losses, those that struggle with infertility, those that have chosen for any given reason to not have biological children of their own... yet all those women are still "mothers". I have had a few women  in my life that were "like mothers" to me. I have my own great, amazing, loving, and overall wonderful mother and she is one of my favorite people in the entire world, but there have been other great women out there whom I have no biological connection with that have taught me about life and what it means to be a mother.

So, today, I celebrate all women out there as "mothers". You never know who you may have touched along the way or who might think back on you one day as a "like mother". Happy Mother's Day to you all.

My amazing Momma (Nana) celebrating Mother's Day

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