The day before Mother’s Day is Birthmother’s Day.  Sometimes I forget that.  But trust me that I NEVER forget that it’s because of my boys’ birth moms that I’m a mom.  I’m thankful for the choice they made every day.  These boys (that they loved first) are my everything.  Sure they still exhaust me and drive me nuts 😆 but dang do they make my heart burst with love and pride.

Happy Birthmother’s Day, A and F. 

 I hope I am the mom  you prayed I would be for your babies when you made your decisions 12 and 15 years ago.  

(Clearly I need updated pictures of me with these boys I was blessed with!)