I believe that I am a Mom-ish.
I feel as if I am already a Mom, just maybe lacking some aspects of the literal definition of the term Mom. But day in and day out I am a Mom-ish...
The first thing I think about in the morning when I wake are my future children. The last thing I think about as I close my eyes at night are my future children. Day in and day out I fight for my children. I fight to be strong and I fight to not give up on them.
I keep pushing forward knowing that one day we will meet and one day I will hold their hands in mine.
I have given up my body for my children. I have bruised my stomach and thighs with shots to help create an environment they can thrive in. I pump my body full of medication that makes me mentally feel more like Joan Crawford's Mommy Dearest to ensure that they get nothing but the best place to grow.
I put them first. If it were just about me... I wouldn't do the medicine. I wouldn't take the shots. I wouldn't research every doctor, every procedure, or every option available to ensure we as a family get the best care.
I already love my children more than life itself.
I am a Mom-ish and I am damn proud of that.
So, on Mother's Day I am not sad. I am hopeful...hopeful because I know in time there will be a Mother's Day where the only tears I shed are those of joy. I will look back on the hard times and be proud of the Mom I was before I met my children because that Mom-ish part of me is the one that holds the strength, hope, and perseverance on our journey to meet our children.