You women who are childless. You who care for children, yet never carried one of your own. You who are still believing for the day when you can share photos of your baby. And you who are yet hoping to find the "one" to father your children.
I think of each of You.
As we rejoice in the coming of our third child and share photos and stories, I cannot help but sometimes feel guilty. Not for the blessing, but that my joy may be a reminder of your pain or desire.
With every baby bump photo and newborn picture, you see a happiness and a new life that you can only imagine experiencing. That day may yet come, and you keep hope alive. For others that day has passed.
And yet in the midst of your own heartache and the feelings of emptiness that may come, I see you celebrate with us. I see you take on the role of a loving "Auntie", supportive friend or adoptive parent. I thank you for your love and support, even as I realize it's not always easy for you.
I want you to know, it's okay if you must step out when you find yourself surrounded by a group of chatty pregnant women or young mothers. I imagine it can be a lonely place when you'd love to join the conversation but have no experience to share. But you are not alone.
Though motherhood is a great gift of womanhood, not all women are made for this specific journey but have other crucial roles and purposes to fulfill that are no less honorable. Even if the purpose is not always clear to you.
Of course, motherhood is not easy and often brings its own heartaches. Maybe even times we wish for the days we didn't carry the weight and responsibility of this role. Yet, we realize how much we have to be thankful for when look into the eyes of our child.
Over the years, I have met so many women who waited and waited and waited, who hoped and prayed for a child. And one of the greatest joys is to celebrate with them, when the time comes. And one of the deepest cries I have felt is for those who were given a glimmer of that hope, but never had the chance to hold and nourish their child...
I don't write this to make you cry, though I think it's completely fine if you do. I just want you to know that you are not forgotten or ignored.
I truly hope that it's not too painful, as we share our pictures and baby news. And I thank you for allowing us to indulge in this special time in our lives. I pray for opportunities to celebrate life's blessings with you.
You are a beautiful, blessed woman. Maybe your life and blessings look much different than others around you, but I pray that you see and feel the blessings. That you realize your incredible value as a woman and all that you have to contribute, no matter what path your life has taken.
And know that I think of You.
As we rejoice in the coming of our third child and share photos and stories, I cannot help but sometimes feel guilty. Not for the blessing, but that my joy may be a reminder of your pain or desire.
With every baby bump photo and newborn picture, you see a happiness and a new life that you can only imagine experiencing. That day may yet come, and you keep hope alive. For others that day has passed.
And yet in the midst of your own heartache and the feelings of emptiness that may come, I see you celebrate with us. I see you take on the role of a loving "Auntie", supportive friend or adoptive parent. I thank you for your love and support, even as I realize it's not always easy for you.
I want you to know, it's okay if you must step out when you find yourself surrounded by a group of chatty pregnant women or young mothers. I imagine it can be a lonely place when you'd love to join the conversation but have no experience to share. But you are not alone.
Though motherhood is a great gift of womanhood, not all women are made for this specific journey but have other crucial roles and purposes to fulfill that are no less honorable. Even if the purpose is not always clear to you.
Of course, motherhood is not easy and often brings its own heartaches. Maybe even times we wish for the days we didn't carry the weight and responsibility of this role. Yet, we realize how much we have to be thankful for when look into the eyes of our child.
Over the years, I have met so many women who waited and waited and waited, who hoped and prayed for a child. And one of the greatest joys is to celebrate with them, when the time comes. And one of the deepest cries I have felt is for those who were given a glimmer of that hope, but never had the chance to hold and nourish their child...
I don't write this to make you cry, though I think it's completely fine if you do. I just want you to know that you are not forgotten or ignored.
I truly hope that it's not too painful, as we share our pictures and baby news. And I thank you for allowing us to indulge in this special time in our lives. I pray for opportunities to celebrate life's blessings with you.
You are a beautiful, blessed woman. Maybe your life and blessings look much different than others around you, but I pray that you see and feel the blessings. That you realize your incredible value as a woman and all that you have to contribute, no matter what path your life has taken.
And know that I think of You.
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