I chose to be your Mother.
I married a man who would be a great Dad.
I wanted you before you were conceived.
I dreamed of how life would be like for you. I planned the home you would live in, and the schools you would eventually attend.
I loved rocking you and singing you lullabies.
I helped you take your first step. I was there for your first word, first tooth, first boo-boo and first love.
I enjoyed reading you bedtime stories and tucking you into bed.
I chose to be a room mom and enjoyed hearing how well you were doing at parent-teacher conferences.
I enjoyed taking you to soccer and baseball practice, music lessons and recitals.
I pointed you out to the other moms and told them how proud I was of you.
I taught you to cook, drive and other important life lessons.
I prayed for your future. I prayed for your friends and future spouse.
I tried to give you wisdom so you could have a wonderful life.
Now it’s Mother’s Day, and I’m the one being honored for something I wanted all along.
How blessed I am.