I still remember the first time I held you.
In that moment, all the weight I was carrying felt lighter, because suddenly I had something greater than my own pain to live for which is you.
You’ve been my light on days I thought I wouldn’t make it through. Your laugh, your little hands reaching for me, the way you trust me completely it breaks me and heals me all at once.
I don’t have everything figured out, and I can’t promise life will always be easy for you. But I can promise this, I will never leave you. I will fight for you, cry with you, celebrate you, and love you in ways that never run out.
Happy 1st birthday, my son. You saved me in ways you’ll only understand one day.
I love you beyond this life, beyond words ❤️ 👶🌸
I didn’t know how much love one heart could hold until Yiba called me “mama”. This year has taught me that motherhood isn’t about having it all together it’s about showing up, even when I’m tired, scared, and figuring it out as I go. I’ve cried in silence, prayed for strength I didn’t feel I had, and still chosen to get up and give my best. That counts. That is love.
Today I’m choosing to honor the woman I’m becoming patient, softer with myself, and rooted in God’s grace. I may not have all the answers, but I have a son who makes every sacrifice worth it.
My first mother's day 💕
