Mother

To my daughter: This was the moment I found out that my body held more than just my heart.

The sun kissed my face,

its light pulling me from sleep.

Warmth wrapped around me—

as if God Himself pressed against me,

holding me close in a Father’s embrace.

Something was different.

This touch was new.

For months, the waiting had felt like winter,

prayers dissolving into the quiet sky,

hope thinning beneath the weight of not yet.

My womb ached in places only faith could reach.

But this morning, the frost melted.

I rose from my bed,

toes meeting the ground—

but I was not the woman

who had laid her head to rest the night before.

Bold black letters spanned across a stick.

My eyes met the truth

my soul had already known.

And in that moment, I understood—

the warmth I woke to

was a whisper, a welcome,

a congratulations from the One

who had been holding us both all along.

Before I carried you in my womb,

I carried you in my prayers.

And before I named you,

He named me—

Mother

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Until next time,

The Mom Memory Keeper

“Preserving motherhood journeys for generations.”